The main ingredient in the vast chamber was light. There wasn't a dark corner or shadow in sight.
That much was clear as Dunne helped Hannahlee and Gowdy haul bloody Leif across the room. As Dunne's eyes adjusted to the brightness, he was able to pick out details—and realized that everything around him was awash in light projected from every direction.
Dunne saw floodlights mounted everywhere—on the ceiling, up and down the walls, along the perimeter of the floor. Everywhere Dunne turned, there were banks of them, burning with heavenly white radiance—packed so closely together that sections of the pale limestone walls looked like they were made of nothing but light.
There was one inarguably solid object at the heart of it all, standing out in the sea of pulsing luminance. It loomed
