Epilogue
The sound of something beeping disturbs my dreams.
But at least I’m dreaming.
Or am I?
What if I’m dead? How the hell would I know?
I see Natalie. I see her standing by the bar, smiling at me with those pearly white teeth. And then I see us kissing in the VIP suite. At that moment we were somewhere else, miles away from danger; on a first date, sitting in a restaurant, or at the cinema, watching some chick-flick.
But then I see her disappear, swallowed up by a flock of Necs.
I hear a voice.
A woman. It’s soft, but confident. Like a schoolteacher.
Wendy?
Light begins to seep through my heavy eyelids. I resist at first, but then open them. Vision cloudy, I try to focus on the room. The walls are white, and there’s a small window directly in front. It has bars over the glas
