*one knife goes in my forearm, the other grazes my ear, ripping my mask and slicing some of the skin off* *acidic blood is dripping from all the cuts and bullet holes* You okay there? *plunges sword into the ground, and it dissolves into it* Losing... Blood... *passes out* *when we regain consciousness, we are in a dark hazy forest, the only things visible are the trees, a pale moon, and each other* Not here, not here.