“What? Ivy, it’s 4AM.. are you insane?” Maisie squinted her tired eyes as her sister led her outside in her pajamas.

The autumn leaves crunched under their feet only covered by socks. The wind howled quietly but accompanying another sound.

A cry.

From a girl. A girl sitting on the side of their home. Their house on a basically empty street.

Nobody they knew of lived in that area besides them, so how the hell did this one get there?

“I heard her crying outside my window. Maisie, she’s hurt.” Ivy, always the compassionate one. Maisie felt like it would get her killed one day.

They were standing about ten feet from this girl and whispering. Her back was turned and she was clutching her abdomen.. at least that’s what they could see.

“Alright.. I’ll talk, but if she kills me it’s on you.” Maisie sighed as she approached the stranger.