"Who was that?" Jesús says.
"Who was whom?"
"That boy, he was just standing there in front of you, he was talking to you."
"Was he wearing white?"
"He was wearing white."
"And beautiful."
"Very beautiful."
"Surrounded by light."
"Yes."
"An angel, I think."
"Yes, an angel."
"What did he tell you?"
"That I am under his protection. That this is a place of great conflict."
"Yes."
"Did you see where he went?"
"No. I slept again."
"Me too.." Jesús and I look at each other. Dumbfounded.
"What's going on?" The voice belongs to Aaron. He is staring at both of us, suddenly very wide awake...
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