You embrace the silence of the room

"What is it brother...?" Alexa asks sexily as she lies naked in the bed, her eyes on your naked body in the moonlight.

"Nothing... just checking outside before we go to sleep..." You reply, the silence of the room allowing your attention to shift to the musty window. There's not much to this town, with almost all of the buildings dilapidated and most of the oil lamps haven't been refilled in years, making it difficult to see much in the street. The muddy road is covered with deep carriage wheel tracks that cross the road in a seemingly endless patterns. You envision how painful it would be to ride in the royal carriage across this poorly maintained town. The emptiness of the road is quickly interrupted by a female body stumbling out of the front door of the inn.

Even though this woman is attempting to reach a full sprint, her legs are still visibly weak and wobbly. "Little slut..." You laugh as you think of the solid fucking this woman must have just undergone to be this weak, and the huge grizzly-sized man she must be running from.

The road and her weak knees finally catch up to her as she trips over a bump in the road. As she struggles to stand up, she looks back towards the inn, her eys scanning it until she stares at your window. Her face seems oddly familiar and her intense glare goes right through you.

As she quickly stands back up and tries to sprint towards the edge of town, a flicker of light from a nearby oil lamp runs across her face, giving you the first view of her face. It's Rachael... and she appears to be scared shitless and running for her life.

"What is it John?" Your sister asks, with a hint of concern in her voice.