The woman's bright red fingernails gently traced across John's face, sending a shiver through him.
John clenched his teeth, trying to fight the wave of fatigue overwhelming his mind, but found it impossible.
He felt as though his vitality was being drained, leaving him increasingly listless.
The pervasive pink smoke in the air continued to assault his senses.
"Who... who are you?"
John mustered all his strength to ask.
A flicker of something different passed through the woman's eyes as she chuckled lightly.
"My name is Rosie. Make sure you remember it this time."
Rosie?
A flash of something crossed John's mind, but it was too quick for him to grasp.
The intensifying scent of Rosie in the air dulled his thoughts even more.
Boom!
A sound like a bomb exploded above them, breaking John's train of thought.
Even the pale pink smoke in the air seemed to dim slightly.
"Ugh..."
