My father jumped into my room in a hurry. “Quick, they came for you, but these ones are bad!” he said. He wrapped me with a blanket and dropped me from the window. There was a very bright light beam coming towards me from the corner of the apartment. I started to run through the street. I entered an alley next to a post office, and I saw a blacked dressed woman. I tried to say something to her, but I couldn’t. I puked afterward. She said, “Come with me!” and took me to her apartment. We were sitting in her room. She brought a soup from the kitchen. I started to drink and then she said “These ones are bad, and you shouldn’t join them. You are precious to us.” I responded, “Yes.”