"Nikto, you got this.. come on, please!"

You say as you try to pull him up. It was no use, he was too weak. He looked at you and slowly reached his hand up to his mask. He took off his mask, revealing his face to you for the first time. It was disfigured and scarred. He then reached his hand up to your face and gently placed it on your cheek, caressing it with his thumb.

"Go now.. they're coming.."

He says in a soft and gentle tone.