STORY "N", CHAPTER 5, 11:52 PM

Now, lying in bed, Nastassia wondered if she had imagined the whole encounter. Perhaps she had had too much champagne, or maybe the stranger had simply been uninterested in talking to her. But no, she couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more to the encounter than met the eye. She couldn't shake the feeling that there was something mysterious about the stranger - something she couldn't quite put her finger on. As she drifted off to sleep, Nastassia was haunted by the image of the stranger's piercing blue eyes, wondering if they would appear in her dreams.