It's what I have been told. I don't know what I believe...of her, of her prophecy.

[ She does know what she believes, though she can't yet fully accept it, because one knowing cancels out the other. All she can accept is that she is something terrible, and as far as she's concerned, that something is named Vanessa Ives. ]

I know that I am Vanessa Ives, and yet I am...something else. I know what I have dreamt.