Dylan's POV

Everything remained shrouded in the usual silence and darkness.

Then, an unexpected ray of light pierced the obscurity, centering its glow upon me as though I were the sole actor on a grand stage.

A voice, a potent blend of authority and compassion, resonated, "Oh, dear, the chosen of my child."

The voice emanated from a woman, undoubtedly not of ordinary nature.

Confused, I responded, "Hello. May I inquire as to who you are?"

"My identity shall be revealed in due time," she cryptically replied.

I furrowed my brow, grappling with my confusion.

"You are needed, my child. The one you hold dear requires your presence," she stated.

"What's wrong with Jessica?!" I questioned urgently.

"All will become clear on the other side," the mysterious voice assured.

With those words, the voice dissipated, and a path materialized before me, leading to a brilliant light at its end.

I approached the light, feeling an irresistible force drawing me in.

Soon, I found myself on the other side.I blinked rapidly, adjusting to the newfound brightness in the room, and there sat my beloved before me.