I'm dead.

There's no other explanation for it, I died and I'm not coming back. I know very well I'm dead because I'm cold...aren't the dead usually cold? And stiff! I can't seem to move... I wonder if I should be concerned about why I'm not breathing. No, it's fine. You want to know why?

Because I'm dead...Aren't I?

...

"They're coming back"

The specialists didn't need her to explain what she meant, they knew. The girls, their loves and lives were coming back to them as they had always hoped they would.

"When?"

Miss Faragonda looked up but not at the people around her.

"Now" she whispered, the starling sound of three booming knocks echoed through the room...they had arrived.

This is just a small preview of the Sequel to "The other side" for the full chapter you can find it in my stories, titled "Other Side and Back Again" Enjoy!