Speaking of Tetsu, I think

  his dead corpse is watching.

  Or maybe it's just me wishing

  for Tetsu to save me or for

  anyone to save me.

  "Help!" I scream,

  "Somebody help!"

  To silence my voice,

  Ronin uses both of

  his hands to wrap

  around my throat,

  giving it a tight

  squeeze.

  Air to my lungs are

  limited as Ronin has

  his way with my body

  by force.

  I put my hands on Ronin's

  face, managing to scratch

  his right cheek before

  giving up.

  My hands fall back to

  their side,

  vision from my eyes are

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  slowly fading.

  There's no oxygen and

  just crazy Ronin trying

  to end my life.

  He's winning.

  Like a miracle, Ronin

  removes his hands from

  my neck.

  I begin coughing and

  gasping for air yet

  I'm interrupted by

  Ronin.

  He uses a blade to slice

  my throat.

  Terrible pain that my mind can't

  comprehend is what befalls me as

  cold liquid ooze out

  uncontrollably.

  Ronin moves down

  to my neck and

  my eyes roll

  back.

  Death overtakes my

  will to live and darkness

  welcomes me with

  open arms.

  Cold and alone.

  Or so I thought.

  Tetsu and I stand in

  the dark like dead

  mannequins,

  along with a few

  others who don't

  look familiar.

  Then….

  meeting me face

  to face is a female

  with long crimson

  hair and gray eyes.

  I haven't seen her

  since our early years

  in middle school.

  Cerise.

  Oh, She's dead too.