In the underworld, Severus felt uneasy with every passing second. He had been here talking about some things with Lythia and picking up the fruits which Lythia always gave him for Scarlet to eat. They were special fruits, grown by Lythia and only fed to female reapers. As soon as he felt that wave of turbulence in Scarlet, he knew that trouble had come. It was strong this time around, nothing like what he experienced when they were in the bathroom. The more she tried to hold her emotions in, the more they bubbled like a brew of porridge, which was desperate to escape it's confines.
"I must return." Severus said.
"Why?" Lythia was perplexed. "You were planning to spend the night here."
"It's my reaper, something is wrong with her, I can feel it all the way from here. Her emotions are surging like a raging tide. I am worried that something is going to go wrong, awfully wrong."
