"What? How do I even have a door anyway? Why do I? That doesn't make any sense, Richard." She's frowning at him and she just looks away for a second then down at their combined hands. Her breathing comes a little bit harder, and a little bit faster as she's trying to process this. Because if she's from one of those kids then...
Then her getting involved in this isn't random. Her becoming obsessed with it isn't random and the connection that she has (had? has?) with him wasn't something that had been forged by the time that they were together just investigating this sort of thing. It means that whatever it was, at least part of it has a sense of predestination and fate to it.
Alex Reagan doesn't believe in fate.
But it makes sense, and there's horror in her voice. "Something wants to take me, doesn't it? It's what my nightmares have been about. It's why I didn't dream when I was here with you last night." Because Alex always jumps to conclusions, so she's doing it here.
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Then her getting involved in this isn't random. Her becoming obsessed with it isn't random and the connection that she has (had? has?) with him wasn't something that had been forged by the time that they were together just investigating this sort of thing. It means that whatever it was, at least part of it has a sense of predestination and fate to it.
Alex Reagan doesn't believe in fate.
But it makes sense, and there's horror in her voice. "Something wants to take me, doesn't it? It's what my nightmares have been about. It's why I didn't dream when I was here with you last night." Because Alex always jumps to conclusions, so she's doing it here.