when she was dying , she said you 'd help me and love me no matter what . '' it felt cold , not just because the ghost had decided to tag along , but because of her dad . the closer she got , though , the fewer people seemed to be standing outside . or at hush like we 'd originally planned . he paused to look up at her . its as if what happened earlier was a dream itself , like he didnt have to rescue me from a nightmare again . 