Path of the Shaman

63

I made the jump. Not far, just three meters. I found myself in a bright hallway and turned around to see a figure standing at the intercom screen in a thick dressing gown and a scarf tightly covering her head. She, realizing that there was no one on the screen, jerked around. Her hands were in gloves, on her face was a mask and a veil on top so that even her eyes could not be seen.

“It looks like it’s cold in your apartment,” I said, looking around. “Honestly, I was hoping to find you naked here.

“And what would you do to me naked?” she asked in disbelief.

- Well, what do dashing guys like me do with beautiful naked strangers? I asked.

“If you saw me naked, then you would have a bear’s disease,” Alice promised.

“I don’t believe it,” I clapped my hands.

“And you are insolent,” she rasped, and slowly, clearly looking into my eyes, pulled off her gloves. I stepped towards her, carefully took her once burning hand in mine and kissed it. She trembled, but did not take her hands away, and I