Kendall and Tuesday stand close together. Kendall draws his eyes across their new surroundings with awe, thrilled by the sight of the crowd of shades. How could such a thing happen? Who are all these ghosts - if they even are ghosts? Perhaps they are mere illusions, or some kind of memory of the place itself. Tuesday, meanwhile, eyes down the shade in the arena with them warily. She does not share Kendall’s sense of...