“Exactly,” agrees Claire. “They’re remarkably adept at manipulating their environment. If potent enough, they can even affect the weather.”
I listen to the storm roaring outside and wonder if Dante has anything to do with that.
“But if he can control energy and objects, why doesn’t he go get his revenge himself? What does he need me for? Couldn’t he just drop a piano on his enemy’s head?”
“Well, for one thing, he might not recall who his enemy is.”
When I look at her in surprise, Claire says, “Being trapped in limbo is terribly confusing. In fact, this ghost of yours most likely doesn’t even know he’s dead.” “I already told her that,” says Fiona.
“So he needs me to help him remember.” I look at the letters again. “Remind me why I can’t just tell him he’s dead?”
“It would only drive h
