Sybil didn’t know how many days, weeks, months or maybe years had passed since the day she saw her sisters, her friends for the last time. Sybil did exactly as she promised to them. The world was blooming with the life once again and many people were walking at the surface the same as it was long, long time ago.
Sybil found herself time to time roaming among them, searching for the faces she might recognize. Searching for the faces that belonged once to her family, to her sisters, to her friends. She didn’t count the days anymore. She simply walked around, as a shadow passing the humans who could not see her and simply waiting for someone, for anybody.
“Mommy. There is a strange lady.” Sybil suddenly heard a little girl talking to her mother. Sybil looked around searching for the voice
