Hebe

For what is time?

Who can readily and briefly explain this?

Who can even in thought comprehend it, so as to utter a word about it?

But what in discours

do we mention more familiarly and knowingly, than time?

What then is time?

If no one asks me, I know:

If I wish to explain it to one that asketh, I know not:

Yet I say boldly that I know,

that if nothing passed away,

time past were not;

And if nothing were coming,

a time to come were not;

And if nothing were,

time present were not.

Inspired by real events

I am aware that you may find it a bit discouraging,

not to be received accordingly.

I also understand that this place is not welcoming to you.

But please understand that avoiding any personal contact or outside intrusion

is part of the procedure.

During these three days,

you will remain in sensory isolation.

No sign of the world you come from.

Except the sound of my voice,

nothing will contaminate your retreat.

You,

entered without seeing or hearing anyone,

and so you will leave us,

without seeing

and listening to no one.

Have a seat, Mrs. Hebe,

please.

Fortunately, the ulcers are subsiding,

but until they're completely gone,

you'll still have that gritty sensation you're feeling.

It's understandable, you've been exposed to the sun for a long time.

We will maintain the same treatment;

Two drops, three times a day to continue to reduce the inflammation,

and the eyes always covered.

Rest assured,

you will soon be able to see as before.

I leave you in good hands.

Now open your eyes.

That's right.

Keep them open...

I'm ready.

Would you be so kind as to open the window?

I need some air.

There's a trip,

a long journey.

Very long and very far.

Where to?

It doesn't say where.

And does it say when?

No, it doesn't,

but it will be soon.

I don't understand. If...

If it doesn't say when, how do you know it will be soon?

You won't be traveling alone.

He will accompany you on the journey.

Who will?

The great lord.

And who is the great lord?

The one in the card.

An elegant man with money and older than you.

No, I don't know any elegant man with money.

There is also a woman,

That's all the cards say.

Wait a minute...

Have you seen any more of...?

Of this great lord or that woman?

No. What I told you is all I saw.

How about,

if you look at the cards again.

Maybe you see something you didn't see before.

What I told you is all I saw.

Turn over another card.

Just one more.

Please, Miss Hebe.

It's all right. Just one more card.

Concentrate on what you want to know.

I am focused.

Something is about to happen.

An unexpected twist that will change your destiny.

An... An unexpected twist?

Is it...

Something good or something bad?

I don't know.

The cards only reveal what they want us to know.

And what does that mean?

That you'll have to find out for yourself.

Hebe,

it's almost four o'clock. It is very late.

Go back to sleep.

I'm not sleepy.

You can't stay up another night.

Come, rest for a while.

I'll watch him, so you can rest easy.

If I'm sleepy I'll go to bed,

but for now I'm fine.

Don't worry about me.

Go back to sleep.

Good morning, ma'am, how are you?

I'm Patricio De La Carranza, from Altibian Wind Insurance Company.

If I may, I'm going to take a few minutes of your time

to ask you a few questions.

I'll be very brief.

Excuse me...

As you understand, we must assess the responsibility for what happened,

as well as the extent of the damage.

Your testimony, like that of the other passengers, is essential

to reconstruct the facts of the accident

and to arrive at the causes that led to it.

We still do not know how it could have happened,

but as we know, accidents happen,

and because they happen, we exist.

Well, as I told you,

I have to take a few minutes of your time

to ask you some questions about what happened.

To tell me what you remember.

Excuse me.

Who will tell me

that there are not three times

as we learned when boys,

past,

present,

and future;

But present only,

because those two are not?

Or are they also;

And when from future it becometh present, doth it come out of some secret place;

And so, when retiring, from present it becometh past?

For where did they, who foretold things to come, see them,

For where did they, who foretold things to come, see them,

if as yet they be not?

In all these years of study,

this is the first time anyone has ever approached me of their own free will.

You are very young, Mrs. Hebe,

I wonder what concern afflicts you to have come to me.

As you know,

the purpose and spirit of my work

is none other than to examine

everything that is beyond the reach of our understanding.

Messages,

signals

and even phenomena

that coexist among us and have been unresolved for centuries.

Perhaps,

it is the will of God, our Father,

that they remain unresolved

and remain so,

as simple mysteries;

But until we overcome our worst enemy,

which is doubt,

we will not know.

It is also part of my responsibility

To see what kind of spirit

nature has bestowed upon us.

To know whether we have some spiritual gift

or if, on the contrary,

we are only the fruit of the whims of the ego.

In short, Mrs. Hebe;

My task is to separate the wheat from the chaff,

the truth from the lie...

To unmask.

Love

Do you know what love is?

Love?

Love is...

I don't know.

I mean,

I do know, but...

I don't know how to explain it.

My mom says that love is what she feels for me.

That's right.

Love is what your mom and dad feel for you.

And what my mom feels for my dad, what is it?

It's also love.

Although,

another kind of love.

She loves your dad one way

and she loves you in another way.

So it's not the same love.

Not exactly the same.