As Jonah woke up, all he could see was a blinding light.
He was lying on a bed that was so soft, it didn't seem real at all. For a long, confusing moment, he had no idea where he was, or even who he was. The very last thing he could remember was the feeling of extreme pain, the blinding flash of light, and then… nothing.
Jonah felt a hand gently touch his forehead, and he flinched.
"Hey," a familiar voice said. "It's okay. You're safe."
He turned his head to look at who it was. It was Vanessa. She was sitting on a chair right beside his bed. Her face was looked so worried and tired . Even her eyes were red due to how much she had cried. That alone showed how worried she had been. Beside her, standing with a calm posture was Princess Ariana. She looked composed.
"Vanessa?" he whispered. His own voice sounded dry and strange to his own ears, like he hadn't used it in a very long time. "Where… where are we right now? Are we dead or alive?"