You finally achieve a look into her eyes. Black and swollen from crying she humbly smiles at you, so relived to find another human upon the shores of hell to share in her misery. The blue-eyed Sarah pulls her hair back behind her back (undisturbing the flower rested in on her head) and rings a little water out.
Your hands never move from their spot--you can't understand why you're so nervous. It wasn't a handsome man before you but a fellow victim. Sweat ran down your hands and amassed in all junctions of your body. The grass-garbed girl smiled, her emotions of despair seemed to have vanished in your presence. Her radiant smile shattered your conscience and you gawked at her now wide eyes.
Her smile never faded and she mutually responded to you, squeezing your hands longingly. You stared at her confused and bewildered.
Options:
-Nudge closer
-Retreat
-Question Sarah of her family and where they are |