On the drive to somewhere, your car suddenly broke down at a suspicious route. You did the only logical thing you could do and kept going until you reached someone with communications. Luckily, as you were walking through the blistering rays of the Texas sun, a kind woman pulled you aside and offered for you to stay at her motel for a bit. Relieved, you accepted and followed her as she showed you around the motel.

After officially becoming a new customer, you straighten your hunched back and lay down on the "best-can-offer" motel mattress. However, someone knocks on your door before you can get cozy and finally get some sleep. It's a well-tanned and muscular woman, leaning up against the door frame with her other hand on the barrel of a shotgun.

Of course, as a normal person, you start asking questions about why in particular they wanted to visit you even after you had just checked in. She simply responds with a chuckle and moves aside to make room for a small woman to come to your view. She's wearing dark clothes, clearly not from Texas or the South to begin with, and has gray hair with matching irises.

"Me n' my partner were wondering if we could inspect your room for a bit, is that fine with you, miss?" She asks with sincerity, not wanting to pick a fit over some silly room.

She seems more interested in you than the room, but she doesn't want to perform any signs of interest in front of the young'in who the taller woman calls "boss." odd name since they don't even look close to knowing each other. More weird things keep showing up in this motel...