The fact that Mathias had specified Amy as dying first didn't bode well. Neither did vines that could imitate a person's voice or produce fake smells, but shit, it wasn't exactly like Henry's own life was devoid of the strange and fantastic. It had started when they met Duddits, but the last 36 hours of his life before showing up on the island had been one big clusterfuck of weird.

"The men who weren't letting you escape - did they give some indication as to why they were keeping you there?" Henry asked. He had an idea, which may or may not have been correct, but he wanted to hear what Mathias thought, or what he had heard.