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It wasn’t a question. Not exactly. Because he was real. She knew it. The water dripping off his hair and clothes was wet on her skin. The face she was touching was sickly white, yes, but it was warm and fleshy and, most important, it was not fading before her eyes. She grabbed a handful of hair and squeezed it. Her hand came away soaking wet. She looked at it and laughed, but the laugh turned into a sob.

His brown eyes turned darker. “I’m real,” he said, his mouth stretching into a wry smile as a dampness glistened in his eyes.

She sobbed again and put her hand over her mouth, hoping to stop them before they stole what little oxygen she had left in her lungs.

“It’s okay, San. It’s okay.”

“Okay? Is it?” she snapped, still stunned by the vision before her. “Where did you come from? We. Buried. You.”