"What are you doing?"
He had no idea if that was the question he was supposed to ask her. His heart was racing and he simply couldn't catch it. He wished he could catch up with him and mock its velocity. But he was merely a specimen.
He took few steps backwardly. He was conscious as he moved. The lady kept moving towards him. He wanted her to say something but he didn't also. He was pretty confused on what he wanted or not.
Her face was glazed with some sewn smirk he had never seen in a while. Her eyes were bright like the tip of the haughty hay and her lips were moving to somethings he couldn't discern.
His heart was like a trash can. A garbage and he didn't know how to tidy it up. He wished he could hire some environmentalist to do a good job on it but he was clueless. He had no idea what to do.
He hit his head against the box. Hell! He didn't know that he had been moving so backwardly. He had no idea that he had taken so many steps.