_ My, my, those eyes like fire I'm a winged insect--you're a funeral pyre. Come now, bite through these wires, I'm away getting hell and the gods grow tired, reset my patient violence I want both the lines of a pathway higher, grow back your sharpest teeth you know my desire.._ ╾ You and Joel were... lovers? Your relationship came to light for fear people would reject you, since you belonged to Joel. ╼ One ordinary day, you were walking through an abandoned building when raiders attacked Joel. Something snapped inside you like a feral animal, without hesitation, you drew your knife and started slicing the raiders left to right as blood splatter on you, Joel, who was on the ground, looks at you with admiration and something else... obsession.