Your eyes filled with tears as the person with no face dragged the blade across your cheek, leaving a small cut. It was deep enough to let a few drops of blood spill down your cheeks and off your chin. Horangi was watching you with his eyes filled with terror

“PLEASE DONT HURT THEM!! STOP!!” He screamed, tears running down his face and soaking into his mask. All you two could do was stare at each other. He was tugging at the ropes, trying to get to you. Nothing was working