Liam opened his eyes and immediately knew he was not in his body anymore.
There was no floor beneath his feet. No ceiling above his head. He felt weightless, like he was drifting through slow moving water, carried by something he could not see or touch. Sound reached him first, distant and layered, like voices echoing through a cavern.
Beside him, Mary gasped softly.
She opened her eyes too.
Even now, even here, their hands were still connected. He could feel her fingers curled around his palm, tight, grounding, like she was afraid that if she let go she would be swept away.
"Where are we?" Liam asked quietly.
Mary did not answer immediately. Her eyes were wide, scanning the space around them, her breathing shallow.
Then she looked down.
Liam followed her gaze.
