Katelina woke in the evening, clinging to wisps of her dream. She needed to remember what Samael had said so she could tell Jorick.

As if roused by her thoughts, her boyfriend came to life with a gasp; someone who didn't need air deciding they did. He blinked, then smiled as he drank in her face. "Good morning."

"I spoke to Samael."

It took him a minute to digest her words. "What? When?" Then he understood. "What did he say?"

She poured out the dream. By ...