"Hey, hey! Stay with me!" Bryce shouted, smacking Kathleen's face lighly to get her back. It seemed useless though as he noticed the blood dripping for the wound on the back of her head. "Where's those damn bags when you need them?" He reached into his pocket, and took out his lighter before stepping behind Kathleen to get a view of her wound. "I guess that I'm going to have to do this the old fashioned way"<br/><br/>As Bryce spoke, he flicked his lighter on and held the knife above it, heating it up. "If you can hear me, this might hurt a little bit." He told the unconcious girl. The young man was fairly tall so he managed to reached her wound, holding the hot knife inches away from her head wound. Bryce gulped before he finally pressed it against the wound, making sure not to cut her even more with it. A sizzling sound could be heard, and Bryce cringed just thinking about it. He wondered if the pain would be enough to wake her up again.