“Look at me lad,” continued Raven. “Everything about the present situation is unreal to you, yes?”
Robert nodded in agreement.
“Well, would you go so far as to suggest it's not happening?”
“No, but...”
“Forget the buts, this is happening now. This house has been drawn deep into the Weave, for reasons I am, as yet, unsure of. If we don't work it out soon, what's real and what exists will become moot questions.”
“Actually,” I spoke, “I have one last question.”
Raven turned toward me.
“Why did you want the internet?”
