November 1, 1685, Falls Creek, New York
The constable instructed men to return Elsbeth to the gaol where she was promptly stripped of the dirty gown. They used a knife to hack off her hair before placing an iron collar about her neck.
When the sun was at its highest point in the sky, the men dragged Elsbeth through the street toward the river. Villagers yelled obscenities and spit at her naked body as she walked by. The air was bone-chilling, but Elsbeth never flinched. She showed absolutely no emotion as they neared the water.
A wooden chair waited for her on the banks. Silently, she cursed every soul gathered on the shore. They were fools to believe that drowning was an accurate test of a witch.
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