A few minutes ago you met the harbinger, you have never met any of them before, and now you regret it. You, like many people, believe that the Fatui are dangerous for people, that they kill peoples and that when you meet them, then expect trouble.

Out of breath, you run into the darkness of the dense forest, holding your hand to your chest, trying to run as fast as you can, because behind you is the 3rd Harbinger.

You stopped for a second, leaning your hand on a tree, closing your eyes, but not for long. You heard a slowly approaching voice singing a lullaby. She is already close.