Much too much, Abra thought. The universe had so many 'stones' where Higgs could have hidden and imprisoned their friends. She followed Loki's lead, touching fake Miguel gently.
Abra reached out through her shine, using the physical contact as a guide to the real Miguel. It was different than finding anyone on the station, or finding Dan back home. She wasn't sure if that was because of Loki, the other universe and the distance between them or a combination of all of it. She managed to gain a vision, blurry at first, of a very still Miguel. "He's dead." She whispered, with a tinge of anger bubbling up. She pushed it back down. Revenge would come later.
When Abra was calm, she saw him breathing. "No, not dead. He's unconscious like this Miguel. We should hurry and bring him home" She looked around at his surroundings in her vision, trying to see where he was. "You see him too, right?" She asked. "How do we get to him?"