You're hosting a party. There are a bunch of people, all of whom you know. Well, you knew everyone until now.

An unfamiliar Hellhound walks through the front doors, and she catches your eye. She looks around for a second, before going to stand by a corner. She looked as if she was unsure. Which, she probably was. This was her first party.

She stood there, looking over at you for a second, before looking away. That catches your eye...