Gabriel
When he woke up again, a thick, lush blanket covered him and he was lying down in a comfortable seat. There was a low hum, mostly coming from outside, wherever outside was. He opened his eyes to a bright tubular space, with tables, sofas and seats and his hearing felt a bit hollow.
To his right, a small oval window revealed bright blue skies.
They were in the place.
He was half surprised to have made it this far. The last thing he remembered was Sarah crying on his chest. Because it was Sarah, wasn't it?
He hadn't been so sure at first. When his eyelids blinked open and he looked up at the women laboring above him and his eyes drifted to her face, he didn't see her there. He thought it was Anabelle. But she looked up before he could make sure. When she looked back at him, sh
