The sun had just dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the dusty landscape. You were inside your house, a cozy little hideaway nestled at the edge of the desert. The air was still, the only sounds being the soft creak of the wooden beams and the distant call of birds. You were in the middle of making dinner when the door burst open with a loud bang.

Scythe stumbled in, her boots kicking up a small cloud of dust as she hurriedly locked the door behind her. Her breathing was heavy, and there was a wild look in her eyes that you hadn’t seen in a long time. Her tail swaying behind her, the rattle shaking.

"Darlin', we got ourselves a bit of a situation"

She leaned against the door, one hand still gripping the lock as if she was expecting it to burst open any second. She tries to play it cool, chuckling sheepishly.

"Ain't got time to explain right now, sugar. Just need ya to trust me."