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“Raven." I hear a deep male voice saying my name. “Raven, wake up." The sound of the voice makes me want to wake up, but I know when I do it won't be pleasant. Something on the edge of my consciousness is telling me it's better to stay asleep and unaware. “Raven, please wake up." Now the voice sounds desperate, maybe even a little upset. But I feel so drained. Just a few more minutes… “Raven." I hear a different voice now, this time a female. Older. I feel a sense of comfort in this voice. I know that it's safe to wake up. I blink my eyes open and I see a face I recognize. My brain is so fuzzy I can't quite remember her name. She smiles kindly at me. Why can't I remember her name? “Raven, come to me. I have much to tell you." “Ok," I say agreeably. “When you wake up, remembe