Text to Rahyna, Erika Brady, Arnold Culler, and Twist

Closing the door to her room softly behind her Twist turned to glance around the antechamber. Absently she tapped at the slice on her wrist- willing it to go away faster. Locked in it's cage, her beast whimpered for more blood. Ignoring it's call Twist noted her cell phone on the table blinking-- she had missed a text. Walking over she flipped it open and read the message from Asa.

Thoughts tripped through her mind but she didn't dwell on meanings and thumbed a quick reply as she walked to her closet and quickly snagged an outfit that was free of blood.

~On my way.~