"Wait, WHAT?"

I woke up and didn't feel anything out of the usual. Until I saw this barrier around me. I looked around and saw another baby next to me. He looked at me with distant eyes.

'Those red, I've seen them before.'

There were around 14 people in white clothes discussing something. I had expected the boy next to me to react and start playing around when I woke up but he just sat there. Noticing me he turned and said; "Do you still have your memories?".

'He spoke and better than me too. Is he also a transmigrated person?' I went down a whirlpool of question

'but he said memories, which memories?'

The next thing I hear is "Misha, I know."

'He knew? What did he know?'

Time skip~~~

It's been two hours. Two full hours. These were spent either discussing our situation or slowly gaining back my full memory.

A high-pitched scream and then silence.

I flinched closed to the other baby, his name is Luciano. No other names just Luciano. While he stayed motionless. The look in his eyes pulled me in, the darkness slowly inching closer to me. I wasn't scared though.

I was proving the saying of 'if you stare into the abyss it stares back.'

I heard the whispers, the screams, the groans, drips. It engulfed me.

Made me shudder in excitement. I felt as if I was home.

Then the rustling and the doors opening is what wakes me up.