"Could it be that there's something you haven't told me?" She watches as their neck stiffens, as if a lump is blocking their throat. She knows she is feared, and that no further step is needed. At this point, it no longer mattered what she said. Any word she utters radiates horror... They stand no chance against her, and have no choice but to blurt out what she wants to hear. Like a spider waiting in its web, patience is all she needs.