"She's fading again." Came another British male voice. "She's going!"
"It's normal! Just calm down. She'll be fine." Came Jack's voice.
"She's pale." Said the same voice. "She's looking…different."
"Their working her into a new time line. Their changing her depending on the new decisions she would make. It's all about the time and the state of mind she would be during such time." Came another British male voice.
"It's making sure she's adapted and seems normal in her new life."
"Is that a tattoo?" chuckled Jack. "She has a tattoo."
I was trying to open my eyes but they wouldn't move. They were stuck. I let out a cry and sniffed, trying to fight the tears.
"Now, now. Hey now, it's ok." Came an American male voice. He 'shh'ed me and took hold of my hand. "Relax."
