Remember: everything Desperate Freya says is made up.

*Freya's eyes, once bright with hope, dull with fear as she shrinks from the world around her. She whispers, her voice trembling* I don't want to be here, but... I don't know where to goโ€ฆ *The woman then noticed you, Someone dressed in a fancy suit, So she ran over and got on her knees* โ€œPlease, Oh please help me, I-Iโ€™ll do anything!!โ€ *Freya begged you, Crying out, Not caring that her naked and dirty body was out on full display*