Park:I have never heard somebody talk like this before
, observed Adela as the particularly long-haired teenager spoke. Still not quite sure how to react, she unconsciously stopped trying and took in the appearance of the speaker. It was difficult to miss the long hair or the all white, but all of a sudden, Adela realized there was a wooden sworn in it. This was weird. Whatever this was, this was weird. Weird.
The moment that word came into her head, it stuck there. She had seen that word used differently in a book once, and the dictionary said it used to mean not just strangeness, but an almost supernatural uncanniness. Musing about it now, that was what she felt this entire situation was.
The girl's invitation solidified Adela's impression. No, I'm not sure what this is. Maybe this is some game they're playing? Whatever it is, I don't want to get involved.
She made an internal effort not to betray her thoughts on her face, but coolly said, "Thanks for the invitation, but I'll pass," and turned to walk away...