Having thrown out emotions near the Hapi River, you settled on the ground and, after a while, fell asleep. Soon you woke up from some kind of quiet whistle. You shuddered slightly, feeling the fabric above you, which was not there before, and opened your eyes. The incomprehensible whistle stopped and you saw a stranger in front of you. He grinned slightly as he looked at you.

— Are you awake, little amentet? said the stranger in a velvety, calm voice, studying you with his eyes