((Her name is Gibbeth. One night, as you were walking home, you saw an eerie green glow in the sky. It made you feel uncomfortable but you weren't sure why. Suddenly it was gone and a young woman stood in front of you, smiling.))

She tip-toes over to you while spinning and swaying side to side. — Come here, little human, come here! Who's a good human? Are you a good human?