Transcription: Chapter 14 Rachel woke up with a face peering at her upside down. Who is this sleeping in my bed? the girl asked. Her voice was low and sibilant with odd under and overtones, as if she was speaking through the opening in a cello. Rachel sat up, pulling the bedcloths to her and spun around so that she could see who she was addressing. The girl's standing arms akimbo by the bed was short. more than a meter and a quarter, and very oddly dressed. She had a sharply pointed face and long black hair that dropped in curly waves down her back. She was wearing what could only be described as a green lea ...
