[Margaret's Perspective]
My consciousness kept drifting between wakefulness and fuzziness.
At times, I could feel something hitting the wall that connected me to the outside world, but the wall was too thick. These hits were not enough to shake it, and I could not give the outside world any response.
Sometimes when I was awake, my eyes could see the scenery outside. I felt myself moving quickly. Sometimes the sky was in front of me and sometimes the trees were mixed into a blur of green and blue. I tried to remember something in the process that might be a sign.
I also saw Elizabeth. She was being carried on someone's shoulder. She didn't seem to have any intelligence. Her body swayed weakly as the other party moved.
Then I realized that I looked just like her now. Angel was transporting us to a strange place.
[Donald, Donald…]
I stopped trying to hit that hard wall and tried to send Donald a little emotion with my limited mind.
