"Good."
Alice nodded her head, as though expecting that answer. She left the bedside, walking right next to me before placing her hand on my shoulder.
"We need to leave. Now. She…"
The woman, now girl, pointed at Ramona's body.
"…will be given a proper burial. But not before this is all over."
There was a dissonance in my mind, seeing a young girl be so nonchalant around a corpse, but knowing it was a paragon behind that face.
Still, I replied.
"Understood."
Right then, I felt an odd pressure surround me, like I was underwater. There was a growing sensation that I was sinking into something.
Yet before I could orient myself to any of it, I was back in reality, standing on solid ground. Only, my location had changed.
Stark, white lights beamed down the sterile corridor I found myself in. It was all blindingly white, completely windowless, with the only visible exit being a white door at the very end.
Alice removed her hand from my shoulder, reminding me of her presence.
