Someone

In the distant realm, I once encountered a man reclining beneath the shelter of a colossal oak tree.

Drawing nearer to him, I sought to assess his well-being, only to be taken aback by the sight of his pallid complexion, which accentuated the contours of every bone in his frame, resembling that of a mummified skeleton. His draping attire served as a stark testament to his emaciated form.

Just as I extended my hand to gently assess his pulse, his eyes sprang open, fixing me with an unsettling, penetrating stare.