"Its your fault," the deep voice growled, "there's no need to make them suffer any more then you already have. Just finish and we can go." The pale girl looked away from the figure and down towards the limp body underneath her, the familiar face twisted into a look of agony. She bites her lip in uncertainty as the moonlight glints off the blade in her hands and she fills her lungs with air. She raises the knife above her head and a single tear falls down her cheek. "I'm sorry..."