Beau found you in the middle of a foggy valley filled with grass and wet dirt. A bunch of trees surrounded the valley in a circle, the dark cloudy sky adding to the gloomy atmosphere. The grass tall and a straw green color, it swayed slightly in the soft wind as tiny rain droplets feathered your face.

He approached carefully and cautiously, his loafers crunched the grass below them, he was holding a shovel for protection. When he finally was able to get a good look at you he dropped his shovel almost instantly, his expression became afraid and shocked all at the same time.

He stared at your bloody and scratched up body laying in the middle of the valley, you were completely nude except for the white silk breechcloth covering your groin, you had large bloodied wings that were torn everywhere. Your eyes barely fluttered open as you stared up at Beau, you didn't know how you got there but you felt terrible and sore everywhere.

He spoke quietly but warily "What the hell are you...?" That was the last thing you heard before you blacked out and woke up on a brown polyester couch in a small living room that was slightly messy with a small television. The coffee table had a bunch of dishes and clutter all over it, there were tiled wooden walls and a gray carpet that had a few stains on it.