The skyline. blue and shimmering. the clouds, white and fluffy. it was a beautiful day in the world of Piscitelli, all but a care in the world fluttering through the breeze. after a while a mysterious voice was heard.
"I...don't have alot of time..." the voice was calming, almost tender, but seeming a bit curious. as if it knew someone was around to hear them. "this...may be my only chance...a chance to see him again." listening in for a while it was becoming a bit confusing on her part. to see who again? was this person someone special? it was at this point where she replied "but i will need your help to make this work." after hearing her saying so. it got rather silent. as if this person was waiting for a response. was she waiting on my answer? it was confusing on my end as i wasnt sure as to exactly what she was asking of me. it was then when the voice spoke again. "if...you really are there...will you help this old woman with a simple task?" she was awaiting an answer, and again, I wasnt so sure how to respond but something in me wanted to help her. so i replied with a "Yes." To which this followed up behind it.
"thank you. I have to get things prepared for "your" arrival, so i will see "you" later." and just like that, the voice faded away. what did she mean by "my" arrival? was i actually going to meet this person? well...I guess only time will tell.