Becky moved her body toward the sound of movement as she tried to figure out where he was at. Her eyes noticed the glint of metal, and she froze inside as the image of him killing her with his weapon entered her mind, and a part of her that was weaker asked herself why she even came here. The scarecrow was a killer! His offer might of only been for one time, but not now. She heard his voice, and his questions, but she didn't respond right away as her mind just kept talking.

But she remembered why she came here, and focused on that. "Because me wanting to join you is real, and I do feel guilty for refusing you then. But nothing I can do about that now, and now I realize I also cared about you as you did me at that time, and still do. Thats why you should give me another chance", she breathed out deeply.

"And if you still don't forgive me, I will let you deal with me as you will. I don't want to go anywhere else, and if you can't accept me then I will offer myself in the only way I can think, and that's through death", her body trembled, and somehow she managed to get on the ground with he help of her cane.