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== Entry Eleven == ''(Voltaic, electromagnet room)'' It is taking me too long! Every minute I spend searching his house runs the risk of someone walking in and finding me. I would bring his journals to the tusk, but I'm afraid he will notice them gone. Already, I'm afraid of what he knows. Of what his wife might know. She almost caught me last time. I had linked directly into the sun room. I was walking toward his study when I heard footsteps coming down the hall. She was talking with someone. She was laughing. And for one heart-wrenching moment, I thought she was Tamra. Then I remembered my Tamra is dead. I left her to die when I went after the brothers. I told her to go to the reef, to take our two girls there and hide. I took the necklace she gave me to remember her and I told her Oh god, Tamra! I told you it would all be okay! For years, I prayed my words were not a lie. That you had made it to reef. That you were tending the ailing Lattice roots. By the weaving, Tanra, how I prayed! Until I opened his machine. I saw Narayan through his shield. And even though the barrier kept me locked inside, I knew. I knew that Lattice Tree had died. Narayan can't survive without the Tree. No one can be alive outside his shield. Standing in Atrus' house, knowing that my wife and children were dead, I felt the fog roll toward me again. And as much as I wanted to give in to its numbness, I couldn't. I couldn't let Atrus' wife find me standing there. Somehow, I waded through the haze. I made my way to the study, found the book that would take me back to J'nanin. It was right where I had left it. Where they might not see it fall. I placed my hand on the panel. Heard the door behind me opening. And then the study disappeared. She almost saw me. I know it. It was much too close this time. If the book hadn't been where I had left it -- Next time, I'll bring a book from one of his other Ages with me. Just in case it happens again.
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