Benjamin watched Dia go through the wall. If she went through a wall she should go through anything solid. Why didn't she go through him? Would it last? He hoped it would.
With Dia gone the cell seemed to shrink and he closed his eyes, reminding himself the cell was as big as it ever was and certainly big enough to move around and contain enough oxygen for him to breath.

The guard Dia had moved to shivered. Bloody draught, he thought. 
The guards seemed to doubt for a moment and looked at each other. "But, well, the psychiatrist has studied for it," he muttered as Josh left, looking at his partner. "I'm sure she knows better how to treat patients than we do."
The other nodded to show he agreed. 

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"Right." Marc drove through the city and finally parked in a modest shopping street and turned off the engine. He put down a card that allowed him to stay in this spot for an hour. "We'll have to walk from here," he said. "It isn't far."
He opened the car door and stepped out, waiting for Steph to also exit the car before locking the door.