The Sanguine Butcher

After grabbing Samantha we walked around for a while. The city we were in, although large was surprisingly calming. The streets were clean and the greenery was plentiful. Sophia, Samantha and I were currently sitting on a park bench just admiring the scenery.

It felt nice to look out and see something other than barren, molten terrain and lifeforms other than the hive. To my left my shoulder suddenly felt heavier. Looking down Samantha had fallen asleep, her mouth already beginning to drool.

"Don't mind her my sweet, She has been running almost 28 hours a rotation since we knew you were coming. She probably just felt at peace with you nearby." Sophia said while placing her head upon my other shoulder.