“I know, I know.” The boy shakes himself out of it and tries to speak through his shock. “Er . . . ‘Let me be clear. Some of you won’t survive. The inhibiting power of the prison our forebears built hasn’t waned, and attempting to awaken under its influence will kill more often than not. But those of you who’ve felt the call strongly enough to suffer seizures are more likely to survive, and I will need your help . . .’” Addi falls silent again, shaking his head, eyes mad with horror. “She wants us to become mystics. She wants us to . . . oh dear Ama, I think I’m about to have a seizure.” At
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