"I'm lost." She told me in a monotone voice. "What's your name?" I asked her. "I'm lost." She replied. "Hey, What's your name? Can you tell me where you live?" I asked again. She looked at me then. Her eyebrows plunged over crystal blue eyes. "I'm lost." She said, her cracked lips barely moving. "Where did you come from?" I whispered to her. "I'm lost." She whispered back. It might have just been how freaked out I was, but I could have sworn her eyes flashed red in that split second.