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He walked quickly down the hotel corridors, looking at the numbers on the doors and not even looking around. I, however, looked around and, most importantly, I saw myself in the mirrors, which were in the hallways. I was absolutely crazy from my appearance. Gray head scarf and same color abaya covered with all parts of the body except my face. And most important for me, my face was definitely mine! The only thing that differed from me in general, it was a layer of light make up and the fact that my lips were bright red. It's look very weird, but also somehow in harmony with all the rest. I had never looked like that in my whole life, so I did not immediately believe in my eyes that the reflection in the mirror was me. So I froze for a moment and stared at myself in disbelief.

But I soon returned to the sense and and had to run to catch up with a stranger, which was difficult enough because my shoes, with high heels and platform, was uncomfortable and not conducive to movement. Wait ... Why didn't I notice that earlier? How did I not notice the high heel and platform shoe in the first place? I never wore something like that before and I just did not even think that they can exist. And only now I notice sound of my shoes on the floor that were similar to fast and loud "Click, clack". I do not understand why I do not notice such a thing for so long

- Do not linger, Farida, - I heard the stranger's loud and annoyed voice and tried to catch up with him again, not really understanding why I even care about it.

Finally, after running, I caught up with him and he stood at one door. He unlocked it, and after a few moments I saw a pretty large room. In it there were a table with two chairs, a big TV on the wall, a small kitchen with an electric kettle and refrigerator.

- Take this! - after saying this, the stranger, whose name I did not know at all, handed me a key card. After I took it, he added with annoyance in his voice, - Take a shower first.

And with these words he left the room without looking at me, leaving me alone. I looked at the key in my hand and looked again at the door that was slowly closing. I can just go out this door right now, leave the key card and run out of the hotel right away, just put as much distance as possible from here and ... And then what? Where can I go and how do I get back to myself? Apparently I don't even know English because I cannot understand what says receptionist at hotel. And this passport... If this really is my passport, then how to prove that I am myself, not a Turkish woman named Farida Demir, whose looks exactly like me? No, I really can't go out and try to escape, especially without knowing what kind of situation I am in at all. So it seems that I'll have to stay and do what he said...