"What's heaven?" The voice came from beside him, from one of the fellow new arrivals - what appeared to be a young child wrapped in a hooded cloak stepped off with him, looking up at him curiously. But the moment it looked up, it was clear they weren't a human child - their face was completely dark as if made of shadow, with a pair of glowing white eyes peering up at Sam.

"I can't see a 'heaven' on this paper." They looked back at their own map, tilting their head as they scanned over it.