text: "Please... I don't want to die."
  
  
  "I didn't either, kid. It ain't so bad. Tell your grandparents I said "Fuck you.", ok?"
  
  
  "Please!" you say, breaking into a sob.
  
  
  "HEY! Mason shouts from outside. "Are you OK in there?"
  
  
  You feel cold metal touch your throat.
  
  
  "Tell him you're fine, darlin'."
  > You ask Mason for help
  "Mason! I...!"
  
  
  The cold metal of a blade slices open your throat as before you can get out another word as cold steel mingles with hot blood.
  
  
  "Dumb bitch."