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Diana felt confusion co from the dreamed baby Well, of course, that would make sense After all, this was a dream, and this conversation was a fantasy, with both voices co from her own subconscious, and since she didn’t know the—

He wants me

Diana’s hazy dreaone Her jaw muscles clenched

He whispers to me

Who? Who whispers to you?

My father…

Diana’s heart skipped beats, then thudded hard to make it up

Do you mean Caine?

My father says I must come to him

I asked you a question: do you mean Caine?

“Do you oose pimpled “Do you mean Caine?”

She was breathing hard Drops of sweat stood on her forehead She felt clammy all over

Other kids were staring at her She could see white eyes in the almost pitch-black

She had been shouting

“I had a dream,” she whispered Then, “Sorry Go back to sleep”