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“Seven oh one,” I said. “That’s the same time the train arrived in Allegra’s dream.”
“What dream?” Rodgers asked.
“I jumped into one of Allegra’s dreams last night,” I said. “We were at the Kemiston Central Station, and the clock chimed seven times, right around the same time the train arrived.”
“And it was a subway train?” he asked.
“No, it was a real train,” I said.
“Huh?” Rodgers asked.
“An old-fashioned one,” I said.
“You mean a locomotive?” he asked. “Those subway tracks can’t hold a locomotive. It’s impossible. They’re electrified.”
“It tore up the tracks,” I said. “That I remember well.”
Rodgers hesitated for a moment.
“Ladies and gent, we’re deep into something that’s bigger than us,” he said. “I have no idea what’s going on. And from someone with security clearance,
