Haizel could feel the glass shards along the length of her legs, a numbing effect now after all the pain she had suffered. Her eyes lazily looked around, having heard the loudest of commotion, though the haze still enveloped her and she had trouble understanding. She heard yelling from behind, and a face greeted her, vaguely familiar.<span style="font-style: italic">Heck...</span>She thought, slowly putting the scuffling together, hoping he was here to help her instead of helping this madman. She reached up, placing her hand against his cheek, the blood from her wrists fell down her already blood crusted arm. She looked up at him, searching his eyes, "Help" she said in the smallest of whispers; it was all she could muster as something still constricted her vocal cords. She let her hand slip down, letting it hang past her body, limp; her energy now almost completely gone as she felt her spirit breaking. She shut her eyes as they were too heavy to keep open, "please...."