I turned back and saw Cameron and two other women with incredibly long hair in front of me. For some reason, looking at them made me feel like I was in a dream. The whole thing felt like a nightmare dream. Even their faces were part of the surrealism that haunted me.
"Professor, what's wrong with you?" Cameron asked slightly anxiously.
"I'm leaving. You know what? I could easily tell the police about this place, after all. I mean, you kidnapped me and that's punishable by law."
Looking at me as if she didn't understand anything, Cameron said, "Professor, why don't we have a cup of tea? You like green tea, don't you? Green because it reminds you of Leon's beautiful eyes?"
