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The vision cleared and Sam found himself back in the car. Kril was looking at him.
"Has it happened again?" he asked. His eyes were wide, full of concern and anticipation. Sam nodded and accepted the bottle of water Kril passed to him.
"I think they are waiting for us," he said after swallowing some of the lukewarm liquid. It tasted sour, as it often did after one of his "moments".
"Are you sure?" Patty asked from the front of the car.
"As sure as I can be," Sam said. "The visions aren't perfect, as you know. But I could see them, and I recognised the rocks behind the house."
"We should go somewhere else," Kril said. "We aren't ready."
Sam took a deep breath and shook his head.
"I think we need to confront them," he looked at Kril. "We'll never be truly ready to meet them. But your powers are developing. And Patty is stronger now than she has ever been."
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