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Show 27 Seven Towards morning, Robeck has the f i r s t of his terrors. It is like a dream, he t e l ls Annis, only more so: a kind of unreasoning, violent compression in the chest, as i f someone were squatting upon i t , and you can't breathe. "Do you think you should call a doctor?" Annis asks. I t wasn't that, Robeck t e l l s her, i t was something worse. Like an earthquake in the earliest part of morning, when you are sure you're awake, but the world sways as i f in a dream. Only in this earthquake the world is being swallowed up, he says, not just moved around. Annis moves herself closer to him in the bed. It was worse than a dream, he says, Annis. |