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She tried to ignore her curiosity and walked on.
She descended the stairs and found herself alone on the dark road, accompanied only by yellow and weak lamps along the serpentine road. Suddenly, an accompany appeared, the footsteps had yet again return, and was inching close her with every step.

Annie did not turn, but when the figure pass by her, it stopped. It was an eccentric looking man, who's unusually short and has long beard, his awkward hault made Annie almost jump, but the little man wasn't looking at her at all, he was looking at the sky, and murmuring sentences that Annie can bearly make out. "Once in a blue moon..." was all she could comprehend.

It was late, and the situation is getting eerier than she wanted, so Annie ignored that man and kept on walking, the next moment, not realizing how everything had evolved, the little man was standing in middle of the road, motionless, tilting his head upward and eyes locked at the moon, and a car, wherever it came from, is marching towards the little man.

Annie was anxious and she screamed, "watch out!"
And something unbelievable happened, the little man disappeared right before the black toyota hit him.

He was gone. Vanished into the humid night air.

"What..." Annie stared at the spot in astonishment, what is going on? What just happened?

A gentle pulled on the edge of her skirt made her jumped. A hand was sticking out from the bush, and pulling the edge of her skirt.

She screamed and jumped back, the hand gestured a silent "shhhh" and pulled her hand with more strength, the next moment she fount herself squatting behind the bush, with the little man next to her, as if they were gurriellas in the vietnem war.

"Shush you noisy girl." The little man whispered, with his eyes locked on the road.
"Who are you? Why did you pull me here? Did you just disappeared? Are you a ghost?" The curiosity surpass fear and words poured out of my mouth.
"Mine mine, the questions are getting ridiculous!" The little man turned and looked at me in the face for the first time and snapped.

Then Annie noticed that his eyes were very pale, almost transparent like crystal, but you seem to discover bits of color when you looked at them in different angles.

"You are not a Numb..." The man ignored the questions, and his voice grew tender.
Then in a very soft voice he looked deeply into my eyes with his crystal eyeballs and said, "once in a blue moon, Isotonia appears..."