Get ready for bed

With her activities for the evening done, to varying levels of enjoyment, Harper set about getting changed. But first, a quick trip to the bathroom was in order.

Positioned in front of her mirror, Harper began her nightly ritual of dissecting her body in great detail, scowering it for dysphoric imperfections. Looking at herself from the front always bothered her, but she would admit to being quite a fan of her back. The angles made her feel extremely feminine, something she derived immeasurable pride from.

After brushing her teeth and washing her face, she slipped on an oversized tshirt and a pair of shorts and approached her bed. She didnt make it there, for just as she was about to sink into it's comfort, a loud knocking rang against the door to her apartment.

Not expecting any visitors, she decided to just ignore it altogether, but the visitor had no intention of leaving. Five more knocks rang, each louder than the one that had come before it. Now she was pissed.

Throwing on a dressing gown to cover her curves, she lect her bedroom and tore towards the door, ripping it open ready to give whoever was knocking at this hour a piece of her mind.

And yet.. when she opened the door all that greeted her was an empty hallway, one too long for the perpetrator to have run away in time.

'What the-,' she began to think, but her thoughts were silenced by another set of knocking. The same as before.. but the door was wide open. Pursing the source of the sound, she turned around and looked at the opposite corner of the room, where a window hid behind a closed curtain.

'No way,' she thought as she hesitatantly approached, knowing full well her apartment was seven stories up with no way to access it.

'Some sort of bird,' she thought, before another set of knocks rang out. 'Some sort of big bird,' she corrected as her shivering hand reached towards the curtain.

"Ssssslayer," a deep voice shouted from beyond the window, earning a scream from Harper as she abandoned the curtain and jumped backwards.

"Found yoooooou," the voice cooed, before a thunderous crash sent glass flying and the curtains blowing, a deep red shape of wings and talons rushing towards her.

All she could do was fall to her knees and scream.