. . Everybody wants to go to heaven, but nobody wants to die.” —“Hospital for Souls” by Bring Me The Horizon At some point I will learn to stop feeling relieved. When one thorny situation passes, something worse inevitably rises in its place. Hours after Anna’s test has ended, an emergency summit is called in New York City. Anna has failed her test. There’s no other explanation for the summit. Neph are not called to attend unless one of us is to be dealt with. I thought she did well, but apparently she let her true nature show at some point last night. Father sends his jet to get me, Blake, Kope, and the twins. I’m sick to my stomach. I can feel the others looking at me during the flight, but I can’t stand to meet their eyes and see the pity there. Or the mutual fear. I can only assume Anna’s father will bring her to New York, or attempt to escape with her. But if they run, the demon lot will give chase, and they’ll be found. Either way, Anna is doomed. I am twisted up inside like a rope in intricate, nonsensical knots, so full of anger and hatred I can scarcely hold it in.
