Suddenly s/he sits alone in a cramped community room, their head throbbing as s/he tries to piece together the past events.
Charamaynne mistakes the fragrance seller from Bhopal for the visitor from a planet that never existed.
"Excuse me. You look familiar. Have we met before?" Charamaynne asked, trying not to sound too suspicious.
The fragrance seller from Bhopal raises an eyebrow, "I don't think so. I've been here only for a few months."
Charamaynne nods, "Right, sorry. It's just that you reminded me of someone I was looking for."
"Who are you looking for?" The fragrance seller from Bhopal asks, intrigued.
"The visitor from a planet that never existed. S/He's disappeared, and I've been trying to locate them," Charamaynne explains.
The fragrance seller from Bhopal's eyes widened, "The visitor from a planet that never existed? I know them. S/He used to come here often. But s/he hasn't been in for a while."
"Could you tell me anything more about them or where s/he might be?" Charamaynne asks eagerly.
The fragrance seller from Bhopal shakes their head, "I'm sorry, I don't know. But I do have their contact details. S/He left it with me in case anyone asked."
Charamaynne's heart leaps with excitement.
The fragrance seller from Bhopal jots down the digits and hands it to Charamaynne. "Good luck finding them."