#3 Dylan's POV

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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.

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