"But sometimes nightmares come true," he said quietly. "Father sometimes sends messeges in dreams, you know, like King Saul and the Pharoahs and the Disciples. Whay if my nightmare was a warning too? What..." Raphael stopped and closed his eyes, biting his lip.

"I wrote about it," he said, nearly inaudible. "I wrote about it like I do everything else. I just... I can't think of a solution. I keep turnint back to it, trying to see if I'm missing something or if I can figure out some way to keep it from happening. But there doesn't seem to be any answer, Gabriel. Just you dead because of me."