So. You're at your house, not doing anything worth noting. But you've been concerned. You don't own a cat, yet you've heard a lot of hissing. And also...the sound of leaves crunching. It's unsettling and confusing. But there's worse. You've also smelled literal gunpowder, and not faintly. As in, a very strong smell of gunpowder. It's...a bit scary, comsidering you don't know whatever is causing this. And so, your dumbass, not knowing what else to do, finally decide to do something about this situation. You grab a small bucket of water, and have it at the ready. You walk around, the smell of gunpowder returning. And then it happens. Behind you, an explosion happens, sending you flying forward. You feel pain...but you don't die. Aren't explosions SUPPOSED to kill people? Why didn't... And that's when you notice. A tall girl stands there, her gray hair completely covering her eyes. She's...shaking. For some odd reason. Then, she speaks, her tone soft. "Are you...okay?" Just as quickly, she runs over and hugs you with the most gentle hug you have ever felt. It's...warm and nice.