A few weeks, actually, but Luna had been asleep and awake and everything happened so fast she'd lost track of the time.
"The island," she replied with a sigh before walking back up to him. Her eyes were round and sad as she looked over his face. He had no imagination. He was a destroyed creature from some sort of destroyed society? Luna's heart broke.
"You are not in any place you've ever been, Amos. I promise you. You are in a world where nothing makes sense but it is a delightful place!" Luna reached again for him and put her hand on his arm gently. "There are hundreds of us. We are all taken from our own homes and placed here without our consent. You have now become part of that, but we have also come to enjoy it for ourselves. This is no false dome or planetarium. It is as real as you and I. What proof do you need? I will show you the exit."