I feel headaches and would like to rest and escape from the brainstorming. I try to take a deep breath and calm me myself, condolencing nothing happen actually, it is just a drama shown on TV and not happen in reality. A captivating scent of lilies lingered throughout the room. I am attracted but have to stay awake since I feel strange to all of the things in this room. I step forward to find the way out, the mahogany door slammed shut and was locked with weighty force. 'Oh no, this is locked, anyone there? Help me! Help me!' I shout out loudly but unfortunately no one response to me. I am going to cry, I feel disappointed, afraid and helpless…
I knock the door and kick the door heavily but still no harm to the door. It is too heavy to deal with it. Suddenly, I saw something on the floor beside me, there is a plate of sandwich with milk as the breakfast for me and a writing paper. Bending down, I picked up the slip of paper. I open the paper and read the word 'Your breakfast, enjoy!!'
The handwriting is neat to read; the pen pressed heavily on the paper and I may feel the writer's energy for the handwriting. 'A man, maybe and most possibly.' I ran my fingers over the handwriting again and again, sensing it belong to a powerful young man.
So why he bring me here? What happened yesterday? I think I just wanna go home. Nothing to do for me to stay here. I look toward the window covered by the curtain, I try to open the window but I can't do that, the window shut and no way to unlock. I almost give up, and not sure what should I do, I look down via the transparent window, there is a car underneath, black color like a toy from the perspective. Seems like someone come to his home. My nervous grip on the glass produce an odd sound, likely from the friction of my fingers against it. I take a sip of milk but it tasted bland due to my panic and afraid.
I nibbled on my sandwich, in different, when the sudden sound of the door opening caught my attention. I stared at the door and my body huddle up. A young man come into the room and his striking looks left me utterly mesmerized at first sight. The key sound awaken me. I look at him silently. He come to me and grab my sandwich, said 'Did u enjoy your breakfast? How was your sleep last night?'
I left speechless from fright. After a while, I resume my sight and get courage's to deal with this stranger, 'Uh? Who are u? Why am I here?' What happened yesterday?'
The man said, 'Oh, don't afraid, I won't hurt u, actually yesterday I see u at the bus stop and u seem like homeless, then only I feel sympathy and bring u my home for a night. Nothing happen and your clothes had been changed by the maid since like your clothes damp in the raining.'
'This is my room but I went out yesterday until this morning, nothing happen yesterday.'
Is that the actual thing happen? I don't even believe in the stranger