Simon turned the boy on his belly. With a vigorous tug he ripped open the shirt on the back as well. A groan went trough the crowd. Beneath one shoulder blade there was a palm-size sign of a kind that Simon had never seen before - a washed-out purple circle with a cross protruding from the bottom. For a moment, there was total silence on the pier. Then the first screams rose. "Witchcraft! There`s witchcraft involved!" Somebody bawled. "The witches have come back to Schongau! They`re getting our kids!"