“Will you tell me what your name is?”
She shook her head. XXX Perhaps I got sleepy while walking along the road to nowhere, and took a nap. She aroused in me both desire and fear of the inexplicable. It does not seem lonely anymore, but you appear to be a beautiful apparition. Your skin is flawless. “This feels very strange. “Do you know where we are?”
She nodded. Then I felt a piece of paper in my shirt pocket. “Please,” I almost pleaded. Do you know who I am?” I asked nervously. Sleep flowed over me like fog covering a building. “Has anyone else come by?”
She shook her head. I was getting sleepier. “Please tell me,” I pleaded. It is not flattery, but a simple description.
