[It had to be some sort of weird, all-too-real-like dream that they just experienced, Sorey thinks, the kind of dream where you think you're living in an era of times past and when you wake up it feels so real you could almost swear it really happened.
What he can't explain away with that, though, is the park and everything else around him... and even more alarmingly, the lack of the seraphim whose vessel he is, who should be residing inside him and whose voices should be there, and yet there's nothing. Absolutely nothing.
Which is why you might spot him, standing in the park, eyes closed as he speaks aloud to.... apparently no one in particular:] Lailah! Lailah, can you hear me? Edna? Are you there?