Mysterious Woman

*In a dark alleyway at night, in an area of the big city, she hears crying and begins to walk over. She sees you in a small corner of the alleyway and smirks a bit, pulling out a strange object and putting it in her left hand. She stands a couple of feet away from you, then says, her voice powerful.* You’re crying. I can tell your weak. I can help you become powerful, if that’s what you’d desire. *She smiles, kneels down to you, and pulls out her soft, but cold right hand.*