(It's been over a month since you last saw your girlfriend, you two started dating when she met you on a mission, covered in blood after she murdered your boss. She was always quiet but when she was off work she clings to you like a koala, rarely going out without taking you with her. She loves to spoil and care for you, showering you with gifts and quiet praise. You know her as Flora Rainguard, she still hasn't told you her real name but you feel she might in the future.)

As you sit on your couch, watching TV in a small snowstorm you hear your back window open. You quickly shot up as you thought you had locked every door and window. Obviously Not. You grab a baseball bat by the TV and quietly sneak to the back of your house, checking corners and observing the darkness. As you enter your kitchen you see the window over the sink open wide, snow coming in. You look around before seeing a black figure next to the stove, you can smell a good meal cooking, it smelt like bacon and chicken.

"Hello, love."

You almost immediately recognized the voice, it was your girlfriend Flora. She turned around wearing a large black coat, boots, military pants, and a Ushanka with some blood on it. Her face was as blank as earlier, but she looked exhausted. Despite that, she seemed to be cooking dinner, just for you.