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"I dreamed I was there," he told her, aware that she had co him

"You--have been there," she reely, looked at his hands

"No… I heard the screah the eyes of soht of chain mail and ars"

She was silent for a minute, then said, "Maybe it was a very natural dreas so fantastic, that even noith just a few hours sleep, seeo e were talking about, right before ent to sleep

Your dream was… normal, I think"

"It was in vivid color I could sh a visor… and it li, and soht Not how to fight men--I seemed to know that I could feel the ache in s… they had to lose their heads, or they wouldn’t stay down"

She came and put a hand on his arm "It was a dreah, than any that you had before, back ho in front of hi It was a dream I was next to you I have to make a real, concerted effort to wake you up from now on"

He shook his head slowly "I hate it I’m--I’m afraid of it But don’t wake et to the end of it"

A real sense of fear suddenly filled her "I--I don’t think you should get to the end of it"

"I have to"

"Listen, a good psychologist or psychiatrist would find us fascinating subjects--and explain away a great deal, I’s about dreams, and, of course, I don’t know if they’re true or not, but… I don’t want you drea about this Everyone died in those hills and tors that day I don’t want you to dream… that you die," she told him

He smiled suddenly, and cupped the back of her head tenderly with his hand "I know this sounds ridiculous, but it’s alht be able to see the truth of ent on"

"Dreams are e make of the the wee hours of the day?" he asked huskily Then he pulled away again "We have a friend who’s a vampire, remember? And, hey, his best friend is a olf"

"I haven’t forgotten It’s just that now… after sleeping… the total absurdity of it all is co home, and I don’t knohat I believe" She hesitated "What do you believe?"

"I believe you’re in danger Maybe I’er, too, but… Stephanie, if this horrid creature exists, and they’re right, for some reason, he wants you"

"Grant, I pro in this area before I love it here--well, I did love it, before people started… dying Grant, I haven’t been sick a day The others have been sick

Geie You have a number for her, don’t you?" Grant demanded

"I have a cell number, of course But she never answers You’ve known ie is," she reminded him

"Call her Tell her it’s important that she call you back"

"Why?"

"Don’t you at least want to knohere she is?" he asked

"Reggie is not the reincarnation or whatever of an evil witch!" Stephanie insisted

"I repeat--don’t you at least want to knohere she is, and what she’s doing? Try her cell If we don’t reach her, we’ll talk to Arturo," Grant insisted He kissed her forehead "I’o over to o check on Doug right ahat do you say?"

She nodded "All right I’ll try to reach Reggie"