Lina stared at the grass and concentrated. Her hands began to heat up. She knelt and touched the grass in front of her. Nothing happened. The grass remained lush and green. It did not start burning. Not so much as a single wisp of smoke rose from the grass. She stood up and frowned as she replied to Nolan's question.<br/><br/>"I don't know what it means. I heard about Mind Traps from my great grandfather. He said they were set up with reflective surfaces to make something called a hologram. He said it was a weapon from the war. If we can find these reflective surfaces, we can break the trap." She looked around, how were they supposed to find the things?<br/><br/>She could see how such a thing could be used in war to confuse the enemy, but what other possible purpose could it have? Did people just wander around lost and confused until they died of starvation or thirst? It seemed a rather slow way to kill the enemy in a war. She looked back at Nolan as an idea suddenly came to her.<br/><br/>"Nolan, can you tell where exactly your power stops working? Maybe if we move toward that area we'll find something that can help us."<br/>