


The past few days had been a blur. Taliya's days were passing by with no reference to time. Much of her time was now spent staring out her window, and staring off into space. Since the day she had ventured off into the woods by herself, she felt something was drastically wrong. Like something wasn't sitting right in her soul. Joe, her landlord, was becoming concerned. He had taken note that she was not her usual spunky, full of life self. He was going to confront her and ask her what was wrong. He hated to see her this way. Was she homesick? Was she depressed and not making friends in her new town? With the way boys ogled at her on the street, it seemed hard for her to find people to connect with. She just wasn't the same. And maybe reaching out in concern would be Joe's way in. Today he watched her mindlessly soak in her tub. She even seemed to nod off. And if that happened, Joe would have no other choice but to come knocking at the door to wake her up. He was getting anxious and worried. Finally, the girl slowly got up, water dripping off her bare body, and stepped out. It was like a scene from a movie. Naked, she started to rub her oils on herself. This was something she often did. It was no wonder why her skin was so soft and youn g looking. At least she was alive.... but Joe would have preferred to have to go in and save her naked body.