Lost

"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.