‘What was that?’ the youngest girl in the room asked in amazement and she picked up a shard of glass that had fallen to the ground. XXX ‘You’re safe here. May/Monica continued to giggle into his ear while holding onto him tightly like he was some kind of doll and not a living breathing person, which was very much like how she had been back on earth as well. Out of the corner of his eye he couldn’t help but notice the angry look May was giving the young girl as she continued to kiss his wound. Simply put, he’s not alive and he’s not dead; he just is. He found himself standing in an open field with the sun high above his head, a warm and flowery breeze at his
