As I looked around, still dazed, a disheveled woman suddenly came running towards me, catching me off guard. She moved with an almost animalistic desperation, crawling on her hands and climbing onto my body.
"Give me this! Give me yourself. I'll be rich in an instant. Give me the dress you're wearing. Give me all the money you have, and I'll buy a year's worth of food for myself," she pleaded, her voice trembling with desperation.
Fearful for both her safety and my own, I attempted to calm her down. "Hey, hey! Stop doing this. I'll give you food, as much as you want, but stop climbing on me like that, or we'll both fall," I pleaded. Despite my words, she continued to scratch at me, leaving painful marks on my shoulders.
Erios, my loyal companion, moved to intervene, but I halted him. "Stop it, Erios!" I shouted. "She's not a beggar."
