Belldandy looked at the time, it was 7.30 am. If she went down to the nearby convenience store right now she could probably make it back in time to prepare breakfast and pretend that nothing had happened. With this thought in mind, Belldandy put on her coat, walked out of the temple and in the direction of the store.

Along the way, Belldandy noticed an old woman walking (with the aid of a walking stick.) along her path towards her.

"Why Belldandy! How nice to see you, going for a walk? I like to go on walks myself blah blah blah. "

It was Mrs.Henridge, a pleasant old lady who lived along around Belldandy's neighborhood who Belldandy found to be a nice person and a good friend to have.

But today, for some reason. Belldandy found herself irritated at what she said and the old lady failed to see Belldandy's eye twitching constantly as she babbled on about the weather and the nice young man she met while shopping.

Suddenly, Belldandy felt an almost itchy sensation in her hands, and at the same time, her mind was telling her to put her hands on Mrs.Henridge's neck and squeezing. Hard.

Belldandy panicked as her hands started shaking involuntarily as the itchiness grew tenfold. She suddenly found herself staring at Mrs.Henridge's neck, just.staring.

Will you..

Relief that darn itchiness-go to chapter 5

Mutter a quick apology and walk off quickly-go to chapter 6.

Run off screaming-go to chapter 7.