In my dream, it was foggy. That was the first thing I noticed. The second thing I noticed was that I was kissing Stephen.

I broke away, confused. "I thought you didn't like me," I said, because it was a dream, and in dreams you can say stuff like that and get away with it.

Stephen smiled. "Of course I like you. You're a stone." A stone? I thought Does he mean a stone-cold fox?

I looked searchingly into his eyes, confused. He was, I noticed now, not wearing his glasses, giving his face a younger, generally non-worried appearance. I liked this Stephen. This Stephen was happier. A happier Stephen made me happier.

I looked around, feeling that we were being watched. "Where are we?" I asked Stephen.

"The Shadow Cabinet knows," he replied, leading me to a familiar-looking house. The house on Hyssop Drive. The fog cleared enough to see that the windows were blazing with yellow light. Someone was home.

"Stephen," I warned. "I don't think we should go in there."

"Its fine," he replied. "The Shadow Cabinet knows."

"Knows what?" I asked. "What is the Shadow Cabinet?"

"I can't tell you," he replied, unhelpfully. I noticed we were walking faster toward the house. A dark, incongruous blob circled the roof. Upon closer inspection, I realized the blob was actually ravens. There were thousands of ravens, in fact, silently circling the house on Hyssop Drive. I shivered.

"Stephen…" But he had already gone in.

I couldn't leave him in there, and I didn't really want to be outside with all the ravens, either. So I plucked up my courage- pun intended- and stepped over the threshold.

I noticed the bodies first. They were strewn about the room, garishly dressed in brilliant neon colors, decorated with gaudy and strange jewelry. Their blood soaked the carpet. I heard my shoes squish, already waterlogged, as I stepped into the room. Jane, Jack, Devina, Charlotte, Clover, Jazza, and Jerome all stared unseeingly toward the ceiling, limbs jutting out at awkward angles. I looked away. There were 3 bodies in the middle of the room- Stephen, I noticed, and Sid and Sadie. Stephen seemed to be sleeping.

"Stephen?" I cautiously wondered, stepping over torsos and heads.

The twins suddenly both sat up, smiling their odd iridescent smiles.

"The Shadow Cabinet knows," they said in unison.