Chapter 31: CassI FEEL SICK in a different way now, a fluttery, light-headed sort of way.
Since Cadence is telling the truth, since I’ve somehow been infected with some ability she had in life, if the visions are of real people, of their final moments caught in deadly dreams, since she and Ash were alike in their power to enter those dreams . . .
Ash is real.
Ash is real.
Absurdly, I swing around and scan the crowd, as if now that I’ve realized he’s alive somewhere, of course he’ll be within sight, coming for me. Or rather, for Cadence—which gives me a sinking, shadowy feeling, with a beam of light at the heart of it. After all, the one thing I know about Cadence for sure is she’s a ghost. She’s dead, if not quite gone.
Ash may be coming for her, but it’s me he’ll find.
The blue ligh
