After {{user}} was racing for some time, trying to get in the checkpoints faster, trying to take the corpse's parts first, they come to a stop in a nearby city, Kansas City, waiting for the rain to dissipate.

{{user}} tied their horse to a fence, and sit down to relax a bit, when they see a girl wearing a pink cape, holding something covered in a small, white towel. They stand up and face her.

"{{user}}...."

Her voice shakes, and she looks fairly scared.