(okayyyyy~)
Aspen was lurking around in the dark, she had scraped her hip on a old, rusty car so hard earlier, that she had a giant, bleeding gash on her hip. She semi limped, up to an old farmhouse, where she saw light, part of herself hoped no one was there, while the other hoped there was, people to be with, people who knew how scared she was. When she finally reached the entry way, she rested her non injured hip against it and sighed, her pants and part of her shirt were soaked in her own blood, her vision was starting to go fuzzy and her ears rang, she felt Arlo fluttering his wings in worry, as he stayed perched on her shoulder. She managed a weak "help me" before she stumbled forward into the light, temporarily blinded, she had no clue who or what was going on.