The last rub was all that was required.<br/><br/>With a rush the wooden cork flew out of the top of the bottle landing on the other side of the loft. A great big sigh erupted from the bottle as smoke began to billow out of it.<br/><br/>Suddenly the power in the loft snaps off plunging the room into darkness at the same time the loft door slams shut with a huge bang locking the room.  In the darkness the billowing cloud began to shape into a human form. A face appeared, a handsome Mediterranean face with long black billowy moustache and beard, long hair in a braid over the top of a heavily muscled and chiselled torso. The torso and head floated around the blind woman still trying to adjust to the sudden darkness looking her up and down......a chuckle escapes from the mouth despelling the sudden silence after the slam.... the chuckle continues as he soaks in the image before him......what does he see?