Amid her despair and unbearable pain, Thalia stared at the sky, praying with all her heart for salvation. To her, every second she lived was an unbearable hell, and the worst part was that she was fully conscious of it.
Suddenly, she saw a blurry figure standing beside her.
'Please, free me from my torment,' she wished, though she couldn't utter a word. None of her body responded to her commands even her vision was too blurry to focus.
'Save me, kill me,' she screamed internally, but all that escaped her lips was a faint groan.
The strange man stared at her for a few seconds before moving his hand. Despite her blurry sight, she noticed he was holding something. Instinctively, she assumed it was a dagger.
