"Um... Miss, I don't know if it'll help but my uncle, who I live with, is a doctor. Maybe he can help." It seemed he really wanted to help me. I looked at him and the smallest of hopes started to bud. If I did somehow hit my head, his uncle will be able to help! And if I'm going crazy, his uncle will be able to help. What will I do if I did actually travel through time? No, I reprimanded myself, you probably just hurt yourself. That's all. A mental breakdown or a bump on the head. That's the extent of it. The signs of concern were starting to deepen on his face. Still I hesitated. "Thank you for your offer. I don't know though," I replied. This guy might just be trying to take advantage of my situation. Been there and I know that trick. Not wanting to offend him, I added, " I don't want to be a burden." This seemed to make him worry more.

"It'll be no burden. I guess it's odd to say this, considering we just met, but trust me. My uncle would not mind one bit," he insisted with earnest. Looking into his eyes and seeing nothing but concern for my safety, I did trust him. How odd. I noted this, for I realized I wary of any and every male student, even teacher, in our school. Yet, it wasn't their fault. "And still," he said, breaking through my disturbing revelations, his features suddenly changing. The concern stayed in his eyes but an intensity joined it. What was that look? It took my breath away, making my eyes widen in shock and scattering my thoughts all at the same time. For the briefest of moments...! "And still, I wouldn't be able to forgive myself if I were to leave you be only later to find out that something bad happened to you. Especially if I could've prevented it. So please, at least let my uncle take a look at you. I promise, my family and I will do everything we can do to help you." That look in his eyes. It was the same as he had when I'd be in even the slightest of dangers and needed help! Tamah...STOP! You'll just make things worse. You'll end up hurting yourself more. You're just imagining things. Forget about that man! Forget about that book! Keep moving forward!

"Alright," was all I could manage in response. My mind was reeling. I wanted to believe what I had thought I'd seen but if I did and was wrong it could destroy me. He was relieved almost in an instant it seemed. Though he still watched me with wary eyes, his mood lifted. It was as if he was exuding a lighthearted aura. In a way it almost made everything brighter. I even caught myself almost smiling. Not that the situation had changed. Maybe, I reasoned with myself, it just seems a little better because I'm not by myself. He is rather cute.

"The clinic is not very far from here," he said as he started walking back the way I had came from. He seemed like he wanted to hurry but was afraid to, in the case of me not feeling well enough to. At times he would end up a few feet ahead of me and then he'd stop, waiting for me to catch up. Never once did he get frustrated by my slow pace. After about twenty minutes, we started to see some houses. My courage left me suddenly. I froze almost in mid-step. Where will I stay? I never asked where I was at. Right at that moment, embarrassingly my stomach let out this very audible growl. Oh! When's the last time I ate? This morning? How long had it actually been since I left... I mentally stumbled over the technical way to say it. I couldn't decide on whether it'd be left my time or left my area. Since I left home? I'm so hungry. The world was starting to tilt again. I heard the boy say we were at the clinic. He sounded like he was at the end of a tunnel. Then everything went dark.