The woman with white hair talked more.
“You're welcome. My name is Diane and I'm glad to welcome you here.” She bowed. “We have waited for so long.”
“Waited? Who have you waited for?”
“They have been waiting for the person whom they were foretold. Someone who would bring back the dignity of the calm.”
“Is that me?” I asked.
The guys stared at me, likely wondering why I didn’t get the idea of what was happening.
“Please sit down.” Diane offered a seat to me. “Let's bring you some food.”
We were ushered in. The environment wasn't the most beautiful place but it was still suitable for people to live.
“This must be your husband and your son.” I received stares from the women there. Diane was asking me.
“No, no. They're my friends.” I chuckled, not sure if I could refer to the strange
