Ambrose's consciousness flowed back to his physical form, the connection to Claire reestablishing. Just as he had been unable to sense her presence when she fell into the dark expanse, the same limitation applied in reverse—their connection severed completely during his dive into that murky void. Now, back in the hidden library chamber, he could once again feel the delicate thread binding them together.
"Claire," he called mentally, his thoughts reaching across their spiritual connection. "Can you try accessing the white light you mentioned earlier? I'm curious to see if it leads somewhere different from the dark one."
Several minutes passed as Ambrose waited patiently, his physical body perfectly still in its meditative posture while his awareness remained focused on their bond.
