Who is Calling You

Mihail was standing in the middle of the wilderness. He can't even recall the reason, why he decided to go this way, but something was calling to him. Like the hypnotic melody, it put him into a trance as he walked towards the unknown goal.

He was wearing the same pyjama from the last night, but the improper attire was the last thing on his mind right now. His slippers crushed the dry remains of the grass, making loud sounds, yet the man was heading with unfocussed eyes away from the city. The sight startled Arianell greatly, as she wasn't used to seeing anyone out in the wilderness.

"Mr Mihail?" The woman was on her way to the Deneb when she found him wandering alone. She called him first, but he didn't respond. She rode her bicycle next to him and pulled on his sleeve.

"Mihail!"