I had difficulty getting any of this done today, but I did do something.
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It was the screaming that roused Tobias. The sound wasn’t human; it didn’t even sound alive. If light felt pain from being split in a prism, and if it had a mouth with which to scream, the keening might have sounded like that.
He thought, at least. The screaming had stopped the instant Tobias had jackknifed his way up to full consciousness. Was it a dream? he wondered as he swung his feet over the side of the bed… and that felt wrong.
How was it wrong? He wasn’t sure, just that it was. His head was full of fog and film right now.
