"Downward, downward, faster and faster. Suddenly he was aware with certainty and joy that below, ahead, they were waiting for him; and that they were waiting, too, for the baby."
He ran the rest of the way to the house with Gabe bundled in his arms and looked at the wooden cabin decorated with lights of many colors. He was standing by the door, lost in thought, basking in the artificial light on the front porch.
A tall woman, with dark hair and light eyes like his, was standing on the other side, examining him the same way he was her, starting from his boots, then going to the birthmark on his arm, then to his eyes. She smiled, and he felt a warmth radiating from her.
She invited them into the warm cabin, where there were people, a man stoking the fire, a child sitting on a couch, and an elderly woman sitting in a rocking chair, sleeping with knitting needles in her hands.
After Gabe and Jonas had changed into new clothes, all the people in the room came over to them and gave yet another embrace, one that he remembered was called a hug. He noticed that they all had light eyes and a birthmark on their forearm, just like them.
The man who was stoking the fire handed the child a mug, who then walked it over to me. He was told this drink was called tea, and it was very good. They were very confused, tired, and apprehensive in the near future. He realized that this was his Elsewhere, his new beginning.