The figure moved closer and answered," I am.... A friend."
I sighed," Ok, so you won't kill me, wonderful. But what's your name?"
It had a masculine voice, so it was a he," Dear child, names are merely a trick of the mind, they mean little to nothing other than something to trouble over remembering hours later, to put it simply; added stress."
I raised an eyebrow," So you're telling me that you have no idea what my name is and you don't want to find out either?"
He turned a light on and got in my face," No, your name is Kate. I brought you here."
I looked at him shocked," But I never saw a face, not once, the entire way here."
He chuckl