It could still have been a dream... [They've shared dreams before, she remembers very clearly. The night's experience feels utterly detached to her. What's between her and torturing a man to death? It just feels nonsensical. She is eleven, and a girl, and not even a very good spy.]

Am I still in the chapel? I think I am but I can't still see. It sounds clearer outside, I don't hear any wind anymore...