“Stay back witch or he’ll have a bullet in his head,” said the Kidnapper.
“Please don’t hurt him,” replied Tabitha.
“Then give up.”
“Ok.” She then steadily shrank down to her normal height. She raised her arms into the air. “I surrender.”
She then felt something hit the back of her neck. She fell onto the ground and she saw everything going dark around her. She was losing consciousness.
When she woke up her head was thumping. She was groggy but she couldn’t move. When her vision returned she saw that she was tied up. She was still in her costume and thankfully there was a mirror. Her mask was still on. But she also saw that Harold was sitting next to her. She couldn’t give him her identity so she put on a voice.
“Are you alight sir?” she asked.
“I’m as fine as can be,” replied Harold.
“Don’t worry I’ll get us out of here.”
“But how?”
“Do you believe in magic?

What does she do?