Ashleigh was suddenly floating, falling, flying. They were weightless and drifting.
All around them, the golden walls fell, giving way to a bright blue, cloudy bubble surrounding them. Just past it, Ashleigh could see red, orange, and yellow mixing into a brilliant fiery glow that danced along the bubble's surface.
Ashleigh turned, and far off in the distance, she saw cloudy shapes of different colors surrounded by pitch blackness.
Her eyes widened as she took in the sight, as her mind filtered through memories of books and videos of space, stars dying, and nebulas.
There was a tug in her body, a pull in one direction.
‘The gate,’ Lily whispered in her mind. ‘You are still in the gate. My mother’s design will force you to the other end. Grab Caleb, and don’t fight it. Let it take you home.’
‘Are we… in space?’ Ashleigh asked.
