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The boy’s eyes opened They were gray -- Call had never seen Constantine Madden’s eyes before, never thought to ask what color they were They were the saray as Call’s Gray and empty as a winter sky His scarred face was slack, easped "What is this?" he dees with fury on his face "His body lives, if barely, but his soul -- where is his soul?"

The scene shifted again Call was standing in a cave carved of ice The walls hite, shifting in color where shadows touched the crumpled, some with their eyes open, some in pools of frozen blood

Call knehere he was The Cold Massacre He closed his eyes, but it es were inside histhehere and there to turn over a body and stare at its face After a fewthe dead children, not touching the adults At last, he stopped and stared, and Call sahat he was looking at Not a body at all, but a set of words, carved into the ice

KILL THE CHILD

Again, the scenes shifted, and now they were fluttering by fast, like leaves in a breeze: Master Joseph in one town or city after another, searching, always searching, exa the birth records in a hospital, property records, any possible lead …

Master Joseph standing on the concrete of a playground, watching a group of boys threatening a sround underfoot shook and treround nearly in half As the bullies ran off, the s around with a bewildered look Call recognized hiray eyes just like Constantine’s, his bad leg twisted beneath hiin to smile…

Call came back to reality with a shock, as if he had slaered back, yanking his hand out of Master Joseph’s "No," he choked "No, I don’t understand…"

"Oh, I think you do," said the e "I think you understand very well, Callu me Callum Hunt like that -- it’s creepy My name is Call"

"No, it’s not," said Master Joseph "That’s the nas to that body, that shell you wear A name that you will discard when you are ready, just as you will discard that body and enter Constantine’s"

Call threw up his hands "I can’t do that! And do you knohy? Because Constantine Madden is still around I really, really don’t understand how I can be this person that’s out leading ariant wolves with freaky eyes when that person already exists and is SOMEBODY ELSE!" Call was shouting, but his voice sounded pleading, even to his own ears He just wanted all this to stop He couldn’t help hearing the horrible echo of his father’s words again and again

Call, you must listen to me You don’t knohat you are

"Still around?" Master Joseph said with a bitter sisteriued with the world, because that is ished them to believe But who has seen him? Who has spoken to him since the Cold Massacre?"

"People have seen hined the Treaty"