ALEXANDER I didn’t leave anything out. This wasn’t the time for that. If I was going to sit here and ask Helen for answers–answers I wasn’t even sure I wanted–l couldn’t afford to hold anything back. So I told her. Everything. Starting with the dream. About how Faye had described it–how it wasn’t just a dream she could brush off, but something it wasn’t just a dream she could brush off, but something that had pulled at her. I tried to put it into words she could understand. “She said she heard something first,” I began, my voice steady, though my mind wasn’t. “A voice, chanting. In a language she didn’t understand.” Helen didn’t interrupt. She just watched me. Listening....
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