At the end of the hallway was a large space that seemed open to the outdoors. It took him a moment to realize the glow was a kind of phosphorescence covering the walls. He could see the two women on either side of Jericha’s bed and they appeared insubstantial in the strange light. As he approached, they backed away from her side.

Finneas looked down on his wife and was filled with a sense of wonder; she looked just as she had when they first met, young and beautiful. Her face was unlined, as perfect as a waxen doll. At first he wondered if they had encased her in something or if her real body were elsewhere. He touched her face. It was warm and he jumped a little at the electric shock that met his hand.”