"I can help you but I am young and you are overwhelming."
There was silence and calm washed over her.
"She is right. He always told us to remain calm. She is of Him.
"She is definitely of him. He is at her core. How can she help us? Does she even know how? Does she even know who we are?"
"I will walk the planes and find the solution. I will resolve your issue and you will rise again. "
Again silence.
"She speaks boldly. Perhaps she can help. Come young one. Walk the planes with us. We will show you the truth."
Rachel stepped forward without hesitation and she seemed to fall, or rather slide, through a steep rainbow tunnel.
Then she was standing on the planes.
She was surrounded by eight figures. Four females, three males, and an androgynous individual that seemed to be made of plants and dirt. They were all in humanoid form but Rachel could tell that none were in their natural, or first, form.
