"No, I woke up in a glade of some sort." Her eyes had stayed locked on Skulduggery's face. There was something spine-tinglingly unsettling about seeing a jaw open and shut with no muscle to guide it. There was enough nuance to his posture, to the way he transmitted his emotion into subtle movements of his hands and his balance, that it became harder to believe this was an illusion.

"The dream theory has gained some ground on the abduction theory," Sonja said, inadvertently aloud. "What are you?" Curiosity was the overwhelming emotion in her tone. Skulduggery's comment on alternate dimensions had not gone by without notice, but it was only now that Sonja started to contemplate it.