Tripoli - Part I: In The Absence Of Light / Part II: Visions Of Afterlife

...Without a moment of hesitation, Yavya, blinded by the bright furious light, turned her back on the pillars. The sound emitting from the sirens on top of them was like a tempting lullaby and definitely one of the most beautiful sounds Yavya had ever heard. She turned back, and the blinding brightness had turned into a bluish mix of smoke and beams of light. A hand reached out of this phenomenon, moving towards her from up above. She let the palm of the hand rest on her forehead, for she knew it would make her understand why this is all happening tonight. "Open my eyes!" she thought for herself. "Open these eyes I cannot open by myself!".