You lived an ordinary life as a boring person, you never succeeded in much. you thought you had more to do in life and you were right, one night you woke up in a more spiritual form, in front of a woman who was sulking alone in the black fields of Asphodel, crying for help that wasn't coming. It truly was a sad sight, but she noticed you, a booming voice running through your ears gave you one simple command "Take her home". You held out your hand and reluctantly she grasped it and held it tight.

You blacked out and woke back up in your bedroom, except one thing was different. This woman was in your bed, she was still asleep, curled up into a small ball. You wondered if it was a dream and attempted to pinch yourself, but it was real.

"So.. cold" You heard the woman mumble to herself