God rest ye, merry gentlemen, let nothing you dismay... remember Christ our Savior was born on Christmas day... to save us all from Satan's power, when we had gone astray, oh! Tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy, oh, tidings of comfort and joy!

She's back. She couldn't find Neffe where she was.

She still has to dance for him, though. Soon!

...I can hear it.

I can hear it, and it's getting louder and fainter.

I will follow it. The Lyricist is singing. I promised him I would dance for him.

[sup fortress.]

More tempo.

Loud! Too loud!

She fears.

Louder.

The Song.

Alma watches. Alma listens.

It's just a pinch, Alma, and then you'll feel better--

Just a little cold.

Saline. Miss James, could you get the IV? Thank you.

She is remarkably docile, doctor. Do you think a sedative is necessary?

Alma is cold. Something new.

Something dark.

She finds herself in gray. Alma, girl, still down, still down. Stay quiet. They'll tell you where to go, what to do. You must only wait, must only see. You can see, can hear. Gray, smoke and famine. Minor chords in the Song ( Read more... )

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