Meeting the pyshco

   The woman hadn't said anything to make Brandy scared but her demeanor said otherwise. This lady seemed like a psycho that has been broken and didn't care about anything, not even her life.

   

Her eyes were hollow, not angry or sad even though Brandy could sense the lady was pissed at her for some reason. Had she offended this psycho one way or the other?

"Let me put things straight I didn't save you because it was the right thing to do. I just felt like because dead or alive you aren't worth much but since I did it you would have to pay."

The lady moved closer and touched Brandy's wounds covered in bandages." Bare in mind if I want to hurt you I won't just simply injure you. " The lady chuckled.

"Physical wounds are nothing. I would find what you love dearly and take it far away the same way those demons and hateful people did to me." There was an evil smile that didn't reach her eyes.