Private Smith USMC

You come by......stop...some unknown confronts the eyes you keep. Your head tilts, a small unwelcome visits the strangeness of your mind. You inch into a small undecided wonder of what is it? The eyes you keep linger, someone has entered this peculiar moment. She smiles, takes your hand, her beauty captivates you but you hesitate as she encourages you to walk forward. Your intuition tells you in a soft melodic tone, entering enchantment, you remain paused. She releases her hand and walks into invisibility. The intuition urges you forward but you remain steadfast.

Private Smith was awake and on guard duty.