"What on earth is going on?" Tangmo couldn't help but mutter to herself.
"Shall I help you?" The thought echoed again in her mind, clearly her own yet not representative of her position, as if someone was lurking in her mind.
"Who are you?" Tangmo uttered in terror, because she realized that she couldn't control her own thoughts.
She looked around blindly but found that the surroundings were still pitch black. Apart from the fire she had just ignited, she couldn't see anyone at all.
Suddenly, she let out an uncontrollable sigh, and then again her own voice echoed in her mind: "To be honest, I really can't stand you anymore."
"Who on earth are you?" Tangmo screamed in fear, but it was clear that she was the only one around, so her behavior seemed foolish.
"Can you stop yelling? It's really embarrassing!" Such a sentence emerged in her mind once again.
"Who are you?" Tangmo breathed deeply, trying to calm down and converse with this unknown and mysterious voice.
