The innocent, a beautiful woman would appear to not know the evil that stands beside her. Her long flowing blond hair tickles the belt of her skirt. H...r legs bare from the knee down to her bare foot is alluring to the eye, such a difference from the stone cold tyrant that stood mear feet away. Knowing his atrocities against humanity makes it hard to imagine such innocent a creature in his presence.Still the Gods have given the order that all should die at our hands, living thing left behind. We. I made my way over to the girl, who looked terrified. She backed away slightly, holding up a hand to ward off any attack.I did my best to put her at ease. She was in a bad way, covered in scrapes, and she was also filthy. Her clothes had mud, and what looked like dried blood, all over them. She looked like she had been sleeping rough for a while.She was quite pretty, even under all that muck, quite tall for a girl, but still a good foot shorter than me. She had a vaguely snake like look, with. When I arrived, I knocked on the door and when it opened, there stood Aunt Dorrie with her overcoat on.“Hello Barry, what brings you here?”I held up the bag with the knitting patterns in. “Mum asked me to bring these over,” I answered.“Well I’m in a rush, I’m going shopping with my friend and I’m running late. Why don’t you take them inside, Jimmy has just got up, so you can have a cup of tea with him.” With that she pushed the door open and called out, “Jimmy, Barry’s here, make him a cup of. “I also got a call from my Captain at the Dallas Sheriff’s Office. He wants to see me tonight.”I nodded, not sure what to say, and stepped back. She left without another word. Someone’s phone rang then. Emma pulled hers out. “Dammit,” she muttered. “I’m late for work. I’ve got to go to.”“Hang on a minute,” I said, frustrated.Emma stopped like someone had grabbed her. She turned and blinked at me. “I’m going to be late if I...”I shook my head. I may have unconsciously stopped her but I wouldn’t.