        Recently, she had discovered that if she concentrated, she could make small crystals grow from shadowed corners.  It frightened her what are you doing Trixie because they grew with a pulsing red aura, but it was the only amusement she had, and might provide the key to her escape.  She stared at the rough stone, coaxing forth the minerals trapped within, not noticing as her eyes began softly glowing a sickly green.