I'm not making it up. Promise. You can see it all right here. He offered up his iPhone again, which Darius took. While he poked at the screen, Damien put his arms around Jack and kissed him smack on the mouth. You are brilliant! he told his boyfriend. Jack smiled and everyone started talking at once. Everyone except Stark and me. In the middle of the chaos Heath came into the room. He hesitated for only a second, and then he walked around the bed and flopped down next to me on the side Stevie Rae wasn't taking up. So, what's happening, Zo? Jack found Kalona and Neferet, Stevie Rae told him. That's good, Heath said. His gaze met mine and he added, Hang on, maybe it's not good. Why wouldn't it be good? Stevie Rae asked. Ask Zoey, Heath said. What's wrong, Zoey? Damien asked, shutting everyone up. It wasn't Venice, I said. I'm sure about that. In my dream Kalona wasn't in Venice. I mean, I've never been there, but I've seen pictures and, correct me if I'm wrong, but there are definitely no mountains in Venice, right? None at all, Lenobia said. I've been there several times. Maybe it's not bad that you didn't actually go where he is in your dream. Maybe that means that the dreams aren't as real as you think they are, Aphrodite said. Maybe. It doesn't feel right, Stark said. I suppressed a sigh of irritation because it was obvious he'd been psychically eavesdropping on me. Aphrodite ignored Stark and kept talking. Remember in my visions how I saw Neferet and Kalona in front of a group of seven powerful vampyres? I nodded. The Vampyre High Council! Lenobia interjected. I don't know why I didn't think of it right away. She shook her head, clearly annoyed at herself.

And I agree with Aphrodite. Zoey, perhaps you've given these dreams too much importance. Kalona is manipulating you, she said gently, as if she expected me to freak out. No, I'm telling you, Kalona wasn't in Venice, he was-- I broke off as a memory surfaced and felt like smacking myself in the forehead. Holy crap! Kalona wasn't in Venice in my last dream, but I think I did dream he was in Venice in one of my dreams. He said he liked it there, that he felt the place's power and . . . I rubbed my forehead as if trying to massage my brain into working better. I remember--he said he felt some kind of ancient power there and he understood why they chose it. He must have been referring to us--to vampyres, Lenobia said. I thought about the dream and frowned in confusion. But I don't think where we were in the dream was actually in Venice. I mean, I saw that famous place with the gondolas and the big clock thing in the distance, but it was in the distance. We weren't actually there. Z, not to be mean or anything, but don't you ever do any homework? Stevie Rae said. Huh? I said. San Clemente Island, Lenobia said. Huh? I repeated brilliantly. Damien sighed. Do you have your Fledgling Handbook 101 around here anywhere? I jerked my chin at my desk. It's over there. I think. He got up, dug around in the mess that was my desk, and then pulled out my Fledgling Handbook. He paged through it for, like, two seconds (Did he have the entire thing memorized?), and then handed me the open book. I blinked in shock as I recognized the beautiful, salmon- colored palace that had been a backdrop for one of my Kalona dreams. This is definitely where Kalona was in one of my other dreams.

Actually, we were on this bench, right there. I pointed to the picture. Aphrodite suddenly detached herself from Darius and came to peer over my shoulder. Damn it! I should have recognized this place. I swear making me human has moroned me. Aphrodite, what is it? Stark asked, stepping close to me. It's the palace she saw in the second vision she had of my death, I answered for her. I sighed. I know this is going to sound stupid, but until now I forgot. I mean, I remember realizing in my dream that it could be the place you'd described where I'd drowned, but when I woke up . . . well . . . I paused and met Stark's eyes. I woke up and I got distracted. I saw the realization pass through his eyes as he understood he'd been the one to wake me up from the dream--the first time he'd slept with me--when he was just beginning to choose good over evil. Plus, I added hastily, you saw me drowning because I was all alone. That was when everyone was mad at me. I'm not alone anymore, so that vision won't come true. I looked from Stark to Aphrodite when she didn't say anything, and saw that she was staring at Stark. You weren't completely alone in the second death vision I had of you, Aphrodite said slowly. I got a glimpse of Stark's face right before you were killed.

He was there. What! That's bullshit! I'd never let her get hurt, Stark practically exploded. I didn't say you were responsible. I just said you were there, Aphrodite said coldly. What else did you see? Heath asked, sitting straight up and looking as warriorlike as Stark ever had. Aphrodite had two visions of Zoey being killed, Damien spoke up. In one she was decapitated by a Raven Mocker. That almost happened! Heath blurted. I was there. She still has the scar. The point is my head wasn't cut off. And now that my brain is working, we'll be sure I don't drown. And Aphrodite didn't see much in either vision. But you're sure the second death vision happened on San Clemente Island at the site of the High Council? Lenobia asked. Aphrodite pointed at the book that was still open on my lap. There. That's the palace I saw when she was dying. Okay, so, I'll just be extra careful, I said. We'll all have to make sure you are, Lenobia said. I sat there trying not to show how claustrophobic I was already feeling. Did that mean no one was ever going to leave me alone? Stark didn't say anything. He didn't have to. His body language telegraphed frustration. Hang on. I just realized something. Damien took the Fledgling Handbook from me and flipped the page. When he looked at me, his smile was victorious. I know where Kalona's island is, and you're right. It's not Venice. He turned the book to face me and said, Is this where you were in your dream? Damien had opened the book to a page that had a bunch of text (that I clearly hadn't read), and an illustration of part of a pretty island, all hilly and blue-tinged by the color of the sea surrounding it.