Chapter 25: Voiceless Souls
She could feel the panic and paranoia permeating her and the entirety of her energy, the whole of her spirit. “Michael!” Aeliana cried out, as she felt the beauty of her astral body swiftly eroding.
But as Aeliana continued to separate from her astral body, moment by moment, she began to observe herself as though she were entirely outside of her physical body, in a wholly celestial realm. Pure agony coursed through her veins as she felt the pain of what seemed like a thousand spiders crawling sporadically up and down her whole body.
Then Aeliana was left quietly observing an occurrence that seemed truly transcendent — or at least, otherworldly in some way. The room in which she was held captive slowly began to metamorphose into a space that was barely recognizable to her.