"Are… are you real?"
The quiver in Renna's voice almost echoed throughout the entire black field — and although it was hard to see due to everything being so monochromatic and black, if one were truly focused on the fields of black cotton, one would see them rippling with each of Renna's gasping breath.
"Are you… real?" Renna repeated her words; refusing to sit up at all as she was afraid that she would never once again experience resting on the ground while his father gently brushed and caressed her hair, "Are you real?"
Riley refused to answer, however, as he just continued to gently brush Renna's hair. Renna also remained quiet and just closed her eyes for a few moments. But several minutes later, Renna opened her eyes and once again asked,
"Are you real?"
