She was still sticky with cum and smelled of sex.  And her wand was gone.  She swore softly, looking around the dim room.  There was a small bathroom with a toilet and a sink to one end, but other than that, the room was essentially bare.  She went into the bathroom and tried the string attached to the naked bulb that hung from the ceiling, but the light didn’t work.  Of course.  She did her best to clean herself up with the bar of hand soap she found on the counter near the sink, but there was nothing to dry herself with, and so she went back to the cot, shivering, and wrapped herself in Scabior’s coat.