An Inquiry Into Love And Death
“I was in the middle of those cold, merciless waves, thrashing as they broke over my head and pulled me under. I was cold, my skin growing numb, my limbs becoming sluggish as I tried to stay afloat. The cliffs rose bloodred above me, lit by some uncanny light.
A figure stood on the beach, watching me drown. At first it was a boy; then it was a man, gaunt and dark, staring at me from the black eyes of its face. I opened my mouth to scream, and swallowed salty water, and then I woke.
Dim sunlight made its way through the covered bedroom window, the chill gray color of dawn. Sultana lay on the bed with me, curled up and unconcerned. I stared at the ceiling, the walls, wondering for that long, free-falling moment after the end of the nightmare exactly where I was. I had survived another night in Barrow House.
A hot bath restored me to sanity, and I was putting some breakfast together when a knock came on the front door.
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