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Book Two: Muad‘dib
Everyfiberofherbodyacceptedthefactthatsomethingprofoundhadhappenedtoit.Shefeltthatshewasaconsciousmote,smallerthananysubatomicparticle,yetcapableofmotionandofsensinghersurroundings.Likeanabruptrevelation—thecurtainswhippedaway—sherealizedshehadbecomeawareofapsychokinestheticextensionofherself.Shewasthemote,yetnotthemote.
Thecavernremainedaroundher—thepeople.Shesensedthem:Paul,Chani,Stilgar,theReverendMotherRamallo.
ReverendMother!
AttheschooltherehadbeenrumorsthatsomedidnotsurvivetheReverendMotherordeal,thatthedrugtookthem.
JessicafocusedherattentionontheReverendMotherRamallo,awarenowthatallthiswashappeninginafrozeninstantoftime—suspendedtimeforheralone.
Whyistimesuspended?sheaskedherself.Shestaredatthefrozenexpressionsaroundher,seeingadustmoteaboveChani’shead,stoppedthere.
Waiting.
Theanswertothisinstantcamelikeanexplosioninherconsciousness:herpersonaltimewassuspendedtosaveherlife.
Shefocusedonthepsychokinestheticextensionofherself,lookingwithin,andwasconfrontedimmediatelywithacellularcore,apitofblacknessfromwhichsherecoiled.
Thatistheplacewherewecannotlook,shethought.ThereistheplacetheReverendMothersaresoreluctanttomention—theplacewhereonlyaKwisatzHaderachmaylook.
Thisrealizationreturnedasmallmeasureofconfidence,andagainsheventuredtofocusonthepsychokinestheticextension,becomingamote-selfthatsearchedwithinherfordanger.
