Their eyes met. And there was nothing else around. He looked at her like someone who knew someone he had always known, and she did the same. But they haven't met before, or at least that's what they believed, but something tied them to each other as if they were two magnets almost impossible to separate. The atmosphere began to brighten, but for some strange reason, his happy and peaceful face became a shadow, while hers turned into confusion. Then he woke up. He was revived. A unfamiliar foe looked at him from above, and said: "Your girlfriend didn't make it"
María RamìrezHi. I don't speak English but I looked for the translation in google. I love your mini-story. It's great, it has a good atmosphere and a surprising ending. Thank you very much for this wonderful present. I invite you to read my stories entitled Skein and The Ritual.