 Kaplinski Rival Sorting Hat Machine
She felt her heart pang and then, a second later, a tug fell upon it deluding her to believe it were about to be ripped from her very chest. Clutching at her chest, desparately trying to breath, she fell to her knees, bent over and breathing rapidly. Hands flat down on the floor, she screamed in total agony, looking up at the demented lad, tears filling her eyes. |