Only a day? Not that it surprised her. Places like this were weird when they stole from the other worlds. Sometimes it was days for anyone in the place, and could be months or even years in the given world. She understood that far too well.
Heather ran her fingers through his hair. "It put you right back into the place you were, mind, body, and soul. Everything you felt settled with, gone, like a puff of smoke." The understanding etched in her tone. "And my guess is we weren't more than a dream, if that." Not just him and her, but everyone. The whole of the population of the island.