You start to follow. He whips around. he has a tourch, a harmfull
looking tourch! You think "come on! Why is my luck so
bad!????"
A voice comes out of no where! you realize he's making it! But his
lips stay closed. " You are the one. You are the chosen one.
come, I will make you my wife!" You start to protest. "are
you crazy?! I'm not who you think I am!" He waves his tourch. All
of a sudden you love him! In a strange voice you say, "I accept
your proposal"