Chapter 69

Roughly three months ago, the room was white, and it took some time for her eyes to adjust to the bright lighting of the room. Struggling to regain her sight, Pat would have stopped if it weren’t for Henry, who didn’t seem to be having nearly the same level of difficulty and discomfort she now experienced. He kept her moving forward, his hand placed securely behind her shoulder, guiding her into the center of the room with firm gentleness and quiet urgency. He was leading her to somewhere that he wanted her to see, and he was leading her gently.

She blinked, something she had done a great number of times since the moment they had entered the room and its blinding whiteness. They stopped, and she opened her eyes, the room finally coming into view as they adjusted to the light.

She found herself standing in the midst of a vast room with a high ceiling and towering walls. The room was entirely white, having a circular build and domed top.

Pat stood in the center of th