My dreams are filled with horrors. Not just the ones I've been through, but new ones.
Mr. Forkle's brother dying.
Gethen.
The first kidnapping.
The second one.
Fitz.
Wait a minute, Fitz?
Fitz is dying. A pool of blood encircles him. And Keefe. I can only save one, and if I save both, the rest of my friends will die. I pick Fitz, but it seems wrong. Then I pick Keefe but it seems wrong. I am panicking, but then the dream fades away.
The most terrifying dream is the one where Amy is yelling "Stop!" and I'm the monster.
So terrifying it jolts me awake.