"I assure you it’s true. Many hours have passed since you were taken, and it’s mid-morning now." As if to verify his claim, Brackhaus touched a button and let the black shielding glass drop five centimeters. The shielding had an interior layer of plexan as an extra security measure. Light poured in through the crack for an instant before Brackhaus flicked the shielding back into place. "My mages were thorough, and your memory of the pain had to be edited out."