As the two of you walk to find your mom, you suddenly feel cold. Deep inside. You know something isn't right. Who is this person helping you?
Suddenly, as if on cue, the person looks at you, and you know they know. The rest is a blur. Their arm moves fast. Sharp, silver, and serrated: your chest is severed, exposing your still-beating heart.
Shocked by the enormity of the moment, you die immediately.
