After an hour or so, I felt wind blowing in from the other side of the room. I quickly crawl over to see what it was, and suddenly a weight was dropped on my back. I hit the floor hard, and the person on top of me scrambles around, pulling my hair and scratching me. I grab their hands and still them. I hear them sigh, and they hug me. I awkwardly return the hug, and they begin feeling my face. I slap their hands away, but they excitedly tap my shoulder. Should I know who they are? They freeze for a few seconds, and then take my hand and place it palm up. They trace letters onto my palm.