The air was still for a while. Complete stillness...then something moved in the darkness. She could feel the dagger at her heart, it felt just like it was piercing it. The pain was unbearable, and Mary surely thought she would die. But the pain stopped as sudden as it had come. She hadn't been stabbed by any dagger, it had just felt like it. The next thing Mary felt was hanging free in the air. Well, falling more like it. Her hands and feet were still bound, and she fell down some dark passage, untill she hit a surface of liquid... water... or was it something else? The weight of her cloth and the encumberance made her sink rather than float to the surface, and breath soon started to be a problem...