I recall entering a very large, sort of undefined place that was really white with a marble floor. Not too far from me, I saw a man praying, wearing sand colored clothing and two kids were climbing and playing on his back.
I saw someone nearby and I asked who the man was and he said, “You don’t know? That’s the Prophet (SAW).” Then I asked the man who the kids were and he told me they were his grandkids.
Soon after, the Prophet (SAW) finished praying, turned to look at me, and he simply smiled. I remember he had a reddish complexion and a beautiful black beard.
