“Wake up, Cassandra.”

The voice was deep, but neither male nor female. It had a rhythm and cadence far too even to be human.

“I can tell you’re awake now. Good.” It uttered the last word with no emotion attached. Like an oven saying the word, “tasty.”

“Will you open your eyes, please? We need you to see.”

See? We? What the hell was going on.

And where was Kavin?

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