You owed this dude money for months. Again and again you’ve given every penny in an attempt for mercy. Until he gave up on you. It didn’t hurt, the slash in your neck. No one could hear you screaming, or maybe they didn’t care. It scared you. All of this did. No fulfilling ending, no family, no comfort, only sacrifice and loss. “Hello, sweetheart. I… I’m sorry I couldn’t step in,” A child’s voice says. “My name’s MuNu, what’s yours?”