“The Sewed Widow:Weapon: Illusion- she begin to cry blood before stretching her mouth as wide as she can to sing a lullaby. The victim imagines their worst nightmare. While they are busy crying and whimpering, she sews their mouths and wait. She waits for the moment when the vision becomes too much for the victim before they commit suicide. Trademark: the victim is discovered with a sewed up mouth as well as the poem, My voice grows silent, my soul goes hush. My eyes become the empty portals of something dark, as the The Sewed Widow leaves her mark.”
