“Who are you?” Anna asked the lady in the mist.
“You know me.” Is all she said, then she turned to me. “Beware of Scilla. She will try to use the memories in this place against you.”

Then the image faded and Anna and I were back in the kitchen. She relayed the information to Dailey.
He studied me carefully.
“You know,” I stated, gathering Angela into my arms and standing. “I’m really tired of people looking at me like that.”
“James, you’re more powerful than we thought.” he smiled slightly.

“What do you mean?” Anna asked, looking confused.
“James, you’re an MPC . A mind plane contact. It means you see things on the mind plane as if they were actually in the physical world.” Angela clarified, her voice begining to sound stronger.
“So? Why is that important?” I was tired of never knowing anything.
“James,” Dailey said, his eyes piercing into mine. “There hasn’t been an MPC in hundreds of years.”