She cursed silently and kept walking. “My name is Erica. Erica Fischer. If you get out of this place tell everybody that the disappearance of Erica Fischer was because she died of a unknown sickness.”
She ignored you and kept walking. “I’m not the lady you were talking to, if you didn’t realize. So don’t bother me or you’ll have another person wanting to kill you.” she snapped her fingers and got into a sweater and some sweatpants and kept walking further.
“Ugh you’’re impossible, stupid children I hate this job. Now neither of us can go.” she sat and began eating a biscuit, which, she summoned out of nowhere,
“I’M TRYING TO COOPERATE HERE. Tell me your life an maybe, just maybe, I’ll give you a knew life.” she said.
A new life didn’t sound bad, but it didn’t sound either. Just think about all memories you’ll forget, and all the people you won’t remember.