It seems to be a person. As you watch you can make out that he or she is sat with legs crossed in the lotus position. Ah – it seems to be a female, as you can now make out long hair tied back into a ponytail, and the shape of breasts forming. So, that would be a naked female then…
Within a couple of minutes the process appears to be complete, as you no longer see any haze, and the body in front of you seems quite solid. Suddenly she takes in a breath of air, and then collapses to the floor.
You are rather perturbed by the appearance of a naked female in your room, but your natural instinct is to help someone in distress, so you move forward to lend a hand. Now slumped on the floor is a female, who you estimate to be in her late twenties or early thirties, totally naked, and apparently unconscious. Your first aid training kicks in and you check her airways (all clear)and breathing, check her pulse (seems normal), and lay her in the recovery position.
OK, now you have time to consider what has happened. You opened the bottle which appeared empty, but which seems to have contained the essence of this person, who has now re-materialised on your bedroom floor. Question is, who is she and where has she come from?
She seems to stir slightly, and then starts coughing. After a few seconds her eyes open, and she gets her breathing under control.
“Oh my,” she says, apparently speaking to herself, “that was worse than I had expected.”
She lifts herself up so that she is in a crawling position, and seems to be examining your bedroom carpet. Her head lifts, and she looks around the room. She still seems to be oblivious to your presence behind her.
“Um, hello...” You say.
The woman turns towards you.
“Ah, greeting my good sir.” She turns her body towards you, and sits down on the floor facing you. “Would I be correct in assuming I have you to thank for restoring me?”
“Well, I suppose so, yes.”
“I am therefore in your debt sir. I will repay your generosity once I have recovered my possessions…”
“Um, who are you?” you ask “and how were you... , um, where are you from?”
She clears her throat, and starts to speak…
What does she say?
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