Still feeling relaxed, he brought out the little dinner he had packed, should in case he got hungry during the night. He was about eating, when he felt this pressing need to go to the 'loo' (toilet)...............
So leaving the food there, he stepped out heading for the men's room, when he was done, he washed his hands and stepped out.
Realising how beautiful the night was, he decided to take a look, so he stood by a pole not quite far from the class he had chosen to read in and watched the stars shine so bright and smiled at the moon as it produced the light that eliminated the dark.
But suddenly, as he was vividly lost in the sensation of the moment, he felt a hand on his face, shielding his eyes tightly. He shook at the suddenness of the grip.
He tried to guess who the person was, but all guesses went wrong. He also felt the person's hands for clues, all she could tell was that it surely wasn't the hands of a Guy. The hands felt soft and smooth from too much writing. Which brought him to the conclusion that it was the hands of a student who supposedly knew him.
He was at a corner that was a little dark and only the moon which was faraway, shone into the darkness.
His voice began to break, when he stopped hearing her heartbeat. He began begging, cause at that point he felt vulnerably scared and powerless against the unknown being standing behind her ......... ....................
"Please,please, just tell me who you are nah?" he begged still afraid!.
No response!........... Still no response!..........
Dan, Dan, Dan he heard a voice call him, he napped back into reality........... It was Godslove, the pretty soft lady.
To be continued
