The first soul to awaken and join Zephyr appeared to be a male in his mid thirties. He had dark hair but soft eyes. He seemed more coherent than he thought but she honestly had no answers for him and simply waited as the rest began to stir and breathe life back into their own functioning lungs. “Somehow I feel this isn’t quite Heaven.” She said and then noticed another person had regained consciousness. Next to awaken was a young adult female though she remained laying where she was. The third to stir was a blond male with striking blue eyes He walked over and began to ask questions as if any of them had any clue where there were or even why for that matter. Zephyr gave him a look, not sure if she appreciated his tone but she disregarded it as just someone who was confused and afraid, not necessarily hostile or really rude.

Then an older man awoke but was slower to speak, he professed similar concern and confusion but no one yet knew anything except that they weren’t dead, nor on Earth. A girl joined the cluster of people and said something achingly sweet and insisted that they couldn’t stay where they were with made the psychologist tilt her head. “Why not? It is a nice place, for now seemingly harmless.” Of course Zephyr wanted to know why and where they as well. But asking the question over and over wasn’t getting them anywhere. A male was next to get to his feet but unlike most, he remained quiet and observant, which was welcomed at the moment.

Another male appeared near them but also remained quiet and cautious. It was becoming clear that they needed to settle down and get acquainted with one another and perhaps they may share some commonality which may give them a clue as to what had happened. That was the million dollar question hanging in the air, as well as why and how. Lastly another female joined them and Zephyr felt like she could try and bring everyone together. “I think all of us are uneasy about our new found location.” She began to speak. “My name is Zephyr and the last thing I can recall is…” She swallow knowing that once she vocally admitted what happened, it would be real and not just something swimming around in her mind.

“I was trampled to death and now I am here with all of you.” She concluded, hoping her briefness would catch on. For now, she thought it would be best to be prompt She turned back around to look at the view they had. Though it was calming, it was also somehow filling her with something more than tranquility. The woman with the dreadlocks and glasses felt a small ignition of interest and even delight well up inside her very center and she wondered if this was adventure, if this was meant for them. More questions began to collect and she spun back around to give the others her attention, saving some ideas to express later on when everyone had settled down.

“Let’s just go around and introduce ourselves and try to relax.” But to her, she was already floating in an ocean of comfort and energy, both differing emotions were actuallyt not fighting in the tide but were in fact working with one another. The sensations were tickling her senses and she already knew this place was beyond Earth and anything anyone had ever known. Of course she was beginning to consider everything and everyone she had left behind. But she had to remind herself that it hadn’t been her choice to leave her life behind, that it had been an accident and human emotions that had been her downfall.

A fall perhaps...but she felt like she was soaring at the moment.