Feeling a slight familiarity with the words read, I put the documents back in the bag.
Although the part that closed the bag was damaged, the strap that allows it to be placed across the shoulders was still in good condition.
I crossed my purse from left to right, making sure that the purse would be facing forward.
'Where I am?'
'I don't know any place that has a tree as leafy as this one'
'not even in the richest places are there spaces with so much fauna'
He looked around and started walking through the forest.
As he walked he began to think about where he could be.
But when he tried to locate me he just couldn't remember.
'because I can't remember names'
Frowning, I tried to remember, although I could remember things like concepts, clothes, objects and basic magic things, I couldn't remember anything specific.
When he tried to think about his identity his mind became cloudy.
This only happened to me with specific things.
To try to prove my point I started imagining examples of using a rock.
'Why the hell can I figure out how to make a catapult but I can't think about what my name is or where I live?'
Annoyed, I frowned and continued walking in the forest.
After what would be about 20 minutes of walking I began to notice the trees more.
Suddenly I tripped on a rock and barely kept my balance.
I continued walking, again I felt a rock hit my foot but this time I quickly composed myself and kicked the rock again.
I continued walking, as if in a trance I began to feel lethargic.
My eyelids began to feel heavy.
I slowly began to slow down, when I was starting to fall asleep I heard a noise like something slimy approaching me.
All the sleep and tiredness he had had disappeared without a trace.
A strange sensation of danger heightened my senses.
When I tried to look around to see where the sound was coming from, there was nothing to look at.
'I do not like this'
With some fear I raised my arms to try to imitate a fighting pose.
'I don't think I can do much'
I looked to my sides quickly to see if anything was out of my radar vision.
I stayed like this for a few minutes until I finally noticed a small figure perching on one of the branches.
'you are not uglier because you are not born'
I thought as I looked at the figure.
At first glance you could tell that it must have been 40 cm tall. It was a relatively humanoid figure with some strange features. It didn't exactly have a normal face. If I had to describe it, it was like a balloon but poorly made.
It's just misshapen, but to top it all off it was a slimy black color it was like it was coated in oil or had just recently fallen into a pool of oil.
And his facial features were strange, he had eyes and a nose but they were simply so unsymmetrical, it's as if instead of focusing on the shape of his face it was at an 80° angle.
"What are you doing up there?"