Voices from Heaven (
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Sweet dreams are made of these...
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He saw us! the woman shrieks.
So he did. The man reaches out the window, offering his arm to someone below. Take my hand. Before you fall. To his sister's sounds of protest, the man hoists up someone quite small and frightened.
It's the sleeping boy. If Jim looks back to the bed, he'll see that its occupant is momentarily missing.
How old are you, boy? The man helps Bran up onto the sill gently.
Seven, the child answers with a quivering voice.
For a moment, his rescuer seems to consider something. Then, he looks over at his sister, taking in her hysterical desperation.
... The things I do for love. And with that, he gives Bran a hard shove, and the boy goes tumbling backwards out of the window.
The light in the room changes. The two assailants seem to fade back into the air, and all is quiet.]
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So they did this.
[ He looks at Bran again, and tries to wake him. ]
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Where're you goin', little fella?