Life as a spy was hard. Sometimes it was easy, but other times it was absolutely terrifying. The times you got shot, stabbed, or other forms of violence shown towards you, was scary, horrifying. Even after all those times, you could never get used to it. It was like a curse, always unexpected but expected att he same time. You did have a husband, who worked with you.

You both, and other people, armed with guns and knives, were sent to gather information. But everything went downfall as everyone realsied your absence. That was until they heard growling, possibly form a wolf, or a bear. But that wasnt as terrifying as your blood curling scream heard from miles away. Your scream was full of fear, pain, something was terribly wrong. The crows were heard flying away, the forest turning silent, except for the sound fo the wind blowing aggressively. Everyone turned towards the scream. "Romy," Your husband, Lucifer said in a whisper.