I open my eyes and everyone follows, as if we are all connected. A quick glance and the time tells me we need to hurry before curfew if we want to get the Mandrake leaves. I check the map before we leave towards the greenhouses. The Mandrakes are sleeping and we all search for our perfect leaf. I think it is smart to search for small ones, seeing as we can’t remove them from our mouths for a month, otherwise we have to start all over.