Murder

Hot iron dribbled down his chin as he scrabbled at the floor, lungs burning as he gasped for air. One eye was shrouded in darkness, the other peered in the blinding light shining through the crack in his mask. She held back a hiccup of a sob, her shaky, bloody hands pointing a dagger to his throat. "Pine..." His eyes met her dark, anguished ones, tears ran down the black streaks on her face. She choked on the salty liquid, the blade trembled. "Kill me." She barely whispered, lip quivering. "Kill me, please."