In a luxurious apartment room, Zeyn remained focused on his private activities. His eyes were tightly shut, indicating that his meditation was proceeding smoothly. He appeared so serene, seated in a cross-legged position on the soft sofa. Time continued to pass, and the young man had remained still for a full five hours. Whether he was aware of it or not was uncertain, especially since his consciousness was not present in the room. Outside, the sun was beginning to set, yet there were no signs at all that he would awaken.
Aidera, who had been busy with her college assignments and organizational responsibilities, could do nothing more than wait. She always stayed in the room, ready to face any unforeseen events that might be related to the metaphysical realm. To the layman, such activities might sound strange. Even Aidera herself did not fully understand what the young man was actually doing.
