Chapter 5—untitled My name is Skye and I have nothing to say about this dream sequence because I haven’t gone to sleep yet. Sorry to disappoint you who were looking forward to what I would say next, but it’s a relief to me; I hate those dreams. And now I find myself in Ryan’s house, much against my will of course. -- “When I saw you back then…9 years ago I think? You had shorter hair…and I think it was brown.” “You have a very good memory…” The man with the long red hair lay upside down on the sofa chair, staring at the ceiling. Looking at him now, I saw that he had one brown eye and