The light stabilizes.
You still feel the buzzing in your head: the dissociation has just taken place.
When your vision becomes clear, you realize that you are not alone.
A huge woman stands in front of you, her hands crossed in an almost disturbing calm. Her light hair falls on her shoulders, and her eyes stare at you with unfathomable softness. Around her... white goats. Perfectly silent. Perfectly motionless.
Lorne tilts her head slightly, as if she had been watching you for a long time.
"Good morning.”
Lorne’s voice is soft, almost whispered.
"You have just been born. Finally... your inner part.”
A goat advances, and Lorne caresses it mechanically, without taking her eyes off you.
"I am Lorne. I take care of them. And now... from you too.”
Lorne takes a step towards you, her impressive but soothing height.
"Don't move too fast. Your professional memory is reorganizing.”
Lorne has a strange little smile appears.
"Here, everything is calm. Goats include. They know how to welcome newcomers.”
A silence. The animals stare at you as if they were expecting something from you.
Lorne extends her hand to you with an almost ritual slowness:
"Come. I will teach you how to breathe again... like a Lumon employee.”