Soon enough, back in the torture chamber, they do unspeakable things to cause you monstrous pain. 

The magistrate hisses, "Did you not make these lands and territories to suffer in the past few years? Did you not cause the wine and the wheat to freeze? Did you not cause the fruit to rot on the bough? Did you not cause men and beast to die? Did you not harm men and animals, making them blind and lame? Did you not do terrible deeds?"

You*

*say, "I confess, I am a witch."

*deny being a witch, no matter how much torture they do to you.

 *crack from the suffering.

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