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  A COMA! A coma! Ryst had been in a coma for three days! Did she think I didn’t notice that she skipped the bit about why she was in a coma? She kept saying “injury.” Not “accident.” Not “brain tumor surgery.” What the sands had happened to put my kind, generous friend in a COMA?

  And when she'd talked about Paulo, I knew. She wasn’t a seelee, she was so far beyond seelee territory. Ryst didn’t just sense animals or people; she had sensed buildings, objects, the desert, the sun rising.

  The story got wilder and wilder. It gave me a reason to keep her talking. Keep her talking and keep asking her questions.

  If she keeps talking, I’m not thinking about— it.