"Hey, Are you listening to me? Stop sleeping on the road, Move or you get run over."
Rose, sitting on her newly brought chariot, spoke in annoyance not understanding why someone would be sleeping on the road when there is the whole sidewalk free to do so.
"Miss, I don't think that person is sleeping there?"
A woman driver came out of the car, which was dragging Rose's chariot speaking to her young mistress.
She took a look at the charred body laying in the middle of the road with slight anxiety and fear.
The body in front of her burned to nothing, Simply charcoal black without any other indication of physical characteristics.
If not for the fact that the body was laying flat on the road spreading it's limbs, Anyone would have misunderstood it as a pile of ashes.
"What do you mean she is not sleeping? Just look at how comfortably she is laying on the ground without much care."
