"The Tower," Felix slurred in a mumble, closing his eyes before dragging a hand down his face. He had made only a surface study of the Tarot while working with Vanessa, and the sketch of the impenetrable structure rising out of the sea coalesced quickly in his imagination. He half wished Miss Ives were here now, except that would mean she was trapped as well.

Rushing to cover his thoughtless statement, he went on, "I don't know. I've been in this hall... I don't know how long. I try to walk away from the river, but it's always just behind me."