I was guessing she was still travelling along the acute angles of mental cliffs. There was a knock at my door one day after I had gotten home from one of my many minimum wage jobs. Hell Cop, with the girl in tow. They're messy enough without you dumping critters in 'em. I slammed the door.
Cops are the same everywhere, 'cept here, they really do look like pigs.
I eased her form onto my couch, and looked around for some blankets. That was the biggest surprise I had gotten in my entire stay. I don't know what caused it, or how she climbed back up, but the girl was back in the world of the sane now. Sometimes, it's best not to ask about things like that. I stuck to normal topics of conversation, and found out her name was Julie.