The woman spun around . I swayed behind her , propped up like a puppet on invisible strings . We faced each other . Two spirits heading nowhere on a spit of rock by the sea . ' Leave me alone ,' she spluttered , ' Go away !' ' You ' re another one , aren ' t you ?' I asked . ' Another what ? Oh , just fuck off !' ' Mine was called Jesse .' Her black eyes softened . They became tired . Without warning , her knees buckled . I somehow caught her . My body didn ’ t feel like my own anymore . It seemed to carry on without me , driven by instincts and reflexes . Where was I ? The real me was tucked away somewhere . Nestled in a small crevice of bone inside my head .