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He turned in a slow circle, trying to get a sense of where the call had come from, suddenly knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt that she was in danger and that he had to get to her as quickly as possible; but the sound of her cry bounced off the tree trunks and made it difficult for him to get a fix on her position.
“Gabrielle?”
Again he heard her cry out. ”Here, Cade! I’m here!”
He moved in one direction and then, second-guessing his decision, turned back and moved in the other.
“Keep talking, Gabrielle! Help me find you!”
For a moment he didn’t hear anything and then…
“Hurry, Cade!” she cried, and then something else.
Her voice seemed to be fading, as if she were moving away from him, and he wasn’t certain that he heard her correctly. It had sounded like she’d said, “Open your eyes and see!”
Open his eyes? he thought, frustrated. What on earth was she talking about? His eyes were open!
“Gabrielle!”
This time she didn’t answer.
He shouted again, several times, to no avail.
Cade started to panic. He hurried through the trees in one direction, then turned and moved in another, shouting her name all the while. When he at last stopped to catch his breath, he no longer had any idea what direction to move in.
He was missing something; he knew it.
Open his eyes?
Then, like a bolt of lightning out of a clear summer sky, it came to him.
She hadn’t said open his eyes, but rather open his EYE, as in his third eye, his Sight. Open his Eye and see!
Cade did as he was told. He lifted the eye patch off his damaged right eye, revealing the scarred socket and milky-white eye hidden beneath, a gift from the Adversary in their very first encounter. He stared outward into the trees surrounding him, and, fixing his wife firmly in his thoughts, triggered his Sight.
The first time Cade had faced the Adversary, he’d very nearly been killed and had come away scarred to the core, body and soul. It was only later, while recovering in the hospital, that he’d discovered that the encounter had left him with a some rather unique abilities. His Sight was one of them.
Like shining a light into a darkened room, it allowed him to see reality as it truly was, stripping away the glamours and disguises that the supernatural world typically cloaked itself in and revealing the faces behind the masks. It also let him peer behind the mystical veil that separated the world of the living from the purgatory-like realm he called the Beyond.
Cade didn’t understand how it was going to help him now, but that didn’t matter. Gabrielle had saved him too many times in the past for him not to trust her. She’d been able to communicate with him when her soul had been lost in the Beyond and he expected she could do the same now, despite the fact that the Adversary had laid claim to her physical form.
The moment he made the mental connection that triggered his ability, a lance of light shot forward from the spot on which he stood, piercing the darkness between the tree trunks about fifteen degrees away from the path he’d been following. It hung there in the air a moment, illuminating the way before him, and then faded slowly from view until nothing remained but the afterglow in the corner of his eyes.
Cade had no doubt that if he followed that path, he would find Gabrielle.
He released his Sight, replaced his eyepatch, and then moved out.
A thick fog covered the ground and rose to about mid-calf, making it difficult for Cade to see where to put his feet. Several times he tripped and fell, only to stagger to his feet and continue on his way, and it wasn’t long before his hands and knees were scraped bloody and raw from catching himself on unseen debris.
After what felt like forever, the trees gave way to a wide clearing a good fifty yards across. On the far side rose an enormous oak, larger even than the trees surrounding it, and twice as wide. Great swaths of thorny vines surrounded its base and stretched
“Gabrielle?”
Again he heard her cry out. ”Here, Cade! I’m here!”
He moved in one direction and then, second-guessing his decision, turned back and moved in the other.
“Keep talking, Gabrielle! Help me find you!”
For a moment he didn’t hear anything and then…
“Hurry, Cade!” she cried, and then something else.
Her voice seemed to be fading, as if she were moving away from him, and he wasn’t certain that he heard her correctly. It had sounded like she’d said, “Open your eyes and see!”
Open his eyes? he thought, frustrated. What on earth was she talking about? His eyes were open!
“Gabrielle!”
This time she didn’t answer.
He shouted again, several times, to no avail.
Cade started to panic. He hurried through the trees in one direction, then turned and moved in another, shouting her name all the while. When he at last stopped to catch his breath, he no longer had any idea what direction to move in.
He was missing something; he knew it.
Open his eyes?
Then, like a bolt of lightning out of a clear summer sky, it came to him.
She hadn’t said open his eyes, but rather open his EYE, as in his third eye, his Sight. Open his Eye and see!
Cade did as he was told. He lifted the eye patch off his damaged right eye, revealing the scarred socket and milky-white eye hidden beneath, a gift from the Adversary in their very first encounter. He stared outward into the trees surrounding him, and, fixing his wife firmly in his thoughts, triggered his Sight.
The first time Cade had faced the Adversary, he’d very nearly been killed and had come away scarred to the core, body and soul. It was only later, while recovering in the hospital, that he’d discovered that the encounter had left him with a some rather unique abilities. His Sight was one of them.
Like shining a light into a darkened room, it allowed him to see reality as it truly was, stripping away the glamours and disguises that the supernatural world typically cloaked itself in and revealing the faces behind the masks. It also let him peer behind the mystical veil that separated the world of the living from the purgatory-like realm he called the Beyond.
Cade didn’t understand how it was going to help him now, but that didn’t matter. Gabrielle had saved him too many times in the past for him not to trust her. She’d been able to communicate with him when her soul had been lost in the Beyond and he expected she could do the same now, despite the fact that the Adversary had laid claim to her physical form.
The moment he made the mental connection that triggered his ability, a lance of light shot forward from the spot on which he stood, piercing the darkness between the tree trunks about fifteen degrees away from the path he’d been following. It hung there in the air a moment, illuminating the way before him, and then faded slowly from view until nothing remained but the afterglow in the corner of his eyes.
Cade had no doubt that if he followed that path, he would find Gabrielle.
He released his Sight, replaced his eyepatch, and then moved out.
A thick fog covered the ground and rose to about mid-calf, making it difficult for Cade to see where to put his feet. Several times he tripped and fell, only to stagger to his feet and continue on his way, and it wasn’t long before his hands and knees were scraped bloody and raw from catching himself on unseen debris.
After what felt like forever, the trees gave way to a wide clearing a good fifty yards across. On the far side rose an enormous oak, larger even than the trees surrounding it, and twice as wide. Great swaths of thorny vines surrounded its base and stretched
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