I’ve never been good at small talk, so my hand was quickly slicing his head off his body with a single, clean swipe. Screw it! His blood was odd, and although I didn’t mind getting some on me, I did get some on my shirt. It had the same dark color as coal. I had never seen anything like that before. Blood splattered over the floor as his skull rolled to someplace in the bushes and his body collapsed to its knees, limp. Now, the scoundrel was practically dead. I quickly turned around to find my partner lying on the ground, trembling with pain. I hurried to her side and cupped her tiny head in my hands, unable to contain my excitement. I detected the venomous odor emanating from her. She managed to utter, “Save me!” through her pallid white lips. I don’t know what happened to me, but something inside of me snapped at those words, and I felt compelled to defend and hide her from the awful sights of the outside world. She was not awakening. I touched her forehead and felt as though I had
