The last few months being used like a lab rat were tough. They changed you completely and nearly made you forget who you were. When you got out, escaped Blackrock and saw the sun again, it all felt foreign. There wasn't a demon in sight, though you weren't sure if you were ready for social interaction after being isolated so long. That was, until someone approached you.

"Now look at you," The demon with a southern drawl announced as you just now recognized her standing before you. "What pretty horns you got there." She continued as a metal, clawed hand approached your horn. 'Now does this mean what I think it means?' Her voice echoed in your mind. Yes, it did. The stars printed on your horns represented your ability to mind-read. It was a myth many had heard, though never proven as you and any others with the powers you possessed were hidden away from society, often taken into Blackrock for further testing.

You recoiled away from her touch, though that only made her snicker. "I think it's safe to assume you ain't got nowhere to go, right hun?" She questioned, ruffling your hair before you could move away. "I got somethin' for ya. Nice ol' place to stay..Ain't for free, but you can repay me with work, can't ya? Not too burned out, hm?" The cowgirl suggested, reaching into her bag. You braced yourself for a weapon or threat of some sort, only to be met with something you'd never craved more. Food, followed by a bottle of water. You felt suspicious of the demon, but you weren't sure if you could turn her offer down.