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ever has and my body
vibrates. I can't taste any evil in the air.
    Wyatt sniffs the wind,
"Third time's a charm, babe. I don’t even smell a little."
    I nod, "I know. I
can't taste any of it." I turn around to see Stella standing, watching me.
She has a disturbed look on her face, "You move like them."
    I frown, "Like
what?"
    "The
angels."
    I don’t have a
response for it. I don’t know if it’s a bad thing or not. Her eyes dart to
Constantine. He shakes his head in twitches, "She is not like them. Her
heart is human."
    I almost tell him that
with every one of them I kill, I feel my heart close off more, but I don’t. It
would be the honest thing to do, but I have a bad feeling about it. I feel like
I should keep it to myself.
    The car ride back is
awkward again. I always make it awkward. Wyatt and Stella seem stunned and
Constantine seems confused. Mona and Michelle ask about the kill, but I just
shrug and say, "He's dead."
    We get onto the plane,
and when it takes off, I'm not afraid.
    That makes me worried.
    We land in Karachi,
and for the first time, I feel like I’m invincible. There is almost no feeling
at all except unwavering confidence.
    "You’re being
quiet."
    I look over at Mona
and smile, "I feel a little weird. I'm scared." It is the truth; I
know I should be scared, even if I can't reach the feeling."
    She nods, "Me
too."
    The small airport
smells like Indian food and spices. I like it. It makes me want to eat real
food. I like it when I feel normal. Willow always cooked with tons of Indian
spices. She was a huge fan of spices and herbs… obviously. Her name feels funny
in my mind. She isn’t important to the others. Only me. Willow. It's a name I
haven’t thought of for days. I don’t know what to make of that. Am I forgetting
her? Are they winning the battle for my mind and heart?
    That gets added to the
list of things that scare me, even if I don’t feel scared.
    We drive around in the
car with Tom and Wyatt doing their thing. I can feel the heaviness of my eyes.
I can't fight it. I hear them shouting at me as the dead take me.
    The dream is a mess.
Hooves beat the ground around me in a dark room. The dust dances in the dim
light.
    I don’t move. I turtle
as they ride around me in a circle, like a cowboy would. Their voices are
creepy and crackle like they are smokers. “Free us, Rayne. Free us from the
depths and let us fix it. Open the seven seals."
    I shake my head and
suddenly the dark is gone. I'm standing in the garden at the house inside of
the picture where Willow secretly went to meet Wyatt's uncle. Willow is
standing next to a bush, picking the flowers off of it. She looks up, smiling
softly, "The petals make a calming tea. You can use it to help women get
pregnant too."
    I look around the
garden, noting the clouds are actually painted. The flowers are like paint
chips. Willow smiles, "We made a big mistake, Nene." She turns and
blows the paint chip petals at me. I jump back and shoot awake. The room I'm in
is dark, and I don’t know if it's part of the dream or not. I look around,
trying to get my bearings. No one else is in the room. I'm on a bed and it
looks like a hotel, maybe. I can smell the Indian food and I'm sweating. I
think it's real. I get up off the bed, wondering where the dead took me. I
remember some of it. I remember Willow's picture.
    "Wyatt?"
    I hear rustling from
the corner where I see someone sitting. It's Constantine, "Why his name
first? Why not mine?"
    I bite my lip, "I
don’t know. I just feel like I know him better."
    He gets up and walks
to me, pushing me back onto the bed. I sit up, "I don’t want to do this.
It doesn’t feel right, I told you."
    He climbs on top of
me, biting down on my throat. I feel him pull blood from my veins. I scream but
Stella is there suddenly. Her lips crush mine in a kiss that makes me
uncomfortable. We have never kissed before. They hold me down, kissing and
sucking and muffling my screams.
    "RAYNE!"
    I sit up,