"For what you took, you'll lose something you value..."
"What was that?" Jack asked.
"Huh... I didn't say anything." Adam answered looking towards his friend.
"No!" he argued, "You said something about losing..." he insisted.
"You'll lose something, you value."
This time the voice spoke while Adam answered. Jack's head snapped around, looking for the source of the voice. He heard it as a rasping whisper, so, surely he couldn't be far away.
Adam seeing Jack's agitation, looked around more casually. There wasn't anyone close who was paying either of them the least attention.
"Too much coffee, this morning?" he asked half joking, an edge of genuine concern beneath his question.
"A wand for a wand..." the breathy voice rasped.
"You didn't hear that!?!" Adam asked, now suspicious of his friend.
A shake of the head, was his only reply and concerned look. He put a calming hand on Adam's shoulder. "No." he said simply, "There's nothing to hear."
A gasp came from Adam, as he went to walk. His hands going to his crotch. The baggy trousers hid everything apart from Adam's feverish searching.
"It's gone!" he said in a choked voice. "My cock... my ... my wand is gone."
"The voice said a wand for a wand, it took my cock..." A terrified whisper, Jack grabbed Adam's sleeve, and pulled him close to the shop fronts, out of the way, in a half-shadowed doorway, "You check." he insisted, pulling Adam's hand towards his crotch. "You check. I'm not joking." hysteria colouring his words, as he fought to keep from shrieking the demand in a shrill voice.
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