"I am you" The lady replied.
"Hestia" Magdalene muttered, recognizing the silver hair and goddess face.
"I am" She smiled so gently. Magdalene looked around the place and saw that it was a big temple. Their were huge pillars at both sides and a tow huge doors widely opened at the entrance with a blinding light shining from within. In front of her was a golden carved statue of Hestia seating on a throne. The ceilings was so high, almost everything seemed to be from gold
"What's this place?" She whispered.
"You're in the state of the spirit, whatever is happening right now is all in your head, yet it is all real, you aren't in a dream neither are you dead" She explained.
Magdalene nodded, she looked at the others who just stood beside her clasping their hands in front of them, they were the disciples she heard and read about, all of them were strikingly beautiful, a powerful glow radiating from them.