> Lead Mary through the gap.
>The two of you step through the gap.
>The borders beyond the gap are less chaotic than those within the temple; merely the sandstorm of loosely connected and piled borders rather than the corrosive maelstrom of the temple island. And all around you is white. For a moment, you wonder if you are not lost within some void before the details resolve themselves properly; you are standing within a white room. The walls, floors and ceiling are all perfectly white and featureless, the ceiling just low enough that you can brush it with your fingers, and the walls perhaps fifteen feet to a side. From what you can see, there are no exits, nor any other feature marring them.
>You also note that there is no light here, and turn to warn Maribel as she enters. Looking toward her, you can that she has been affected by...something. She no longer looks properly 'in focus', rather her body and features are blurred and mixed together as though you were viewing her through a fogged window or through bleary eyes. You can just make out where her facial features would be, but only mere hints of them. You then not that your own arm, still holding her hand, is just as instinct. You can feel her hand against yours, but...not quite as your should. You can't quite make out her fingers, rather it is like you are holding a warm...something in your hand.
>She looks around briefly, her head clearly turning a little, but she quickly focuses on you. Despite the lack of light, it seems that she has no difficulty in seeing you.
>_
