Despite his best efforts to stay completely still, Amano begins to shake violently when the stone beneath him gives way. He has barely a moment to thank the gods that the break didn't tear him apart before the cries of those around him make bile rise in his throat. The sound of the door slamming shut makes his head pound. The light from the flame makes it so that the frightened man can see vague figures beyond the black fabric. He tilts his head slightly to try and figure out what's happening. [i]'This fire, what, that can't'[/i] His thoughts become more incoherent as the voices around him become infused more and more with terror, sending a different kind of fear burning through the bound man's innards. [i]'That, that cold on my chest. It's the thing I was cut with, I think'[/i] He tries to bring his mind to focus by wrapping his mind and senses around the feel of it there, however his efforts are interrupted by a shadow falling over him.

He turns his head to the shadow, biting his lip as he feels the blade lifted off his chest. His body jerks as the movements of the shadow seem to indicate that the figure has raised the blade above his head. He cries out as the glint of metal comes rushing down at him. [i]'No, oh gods, this can't be happening!'[/i] His mind cries out for mercy. [i]'I just want to live my life! Even though I am no one, and never will be, I just want to live me life!'[/i] Tears fall, soaking the hood as he squeezes his eye together. Heart pounding in his ears, helpless to do anything to save himself, Amano sobs silently into the hood and waits for it all to stop. Then he hears a voice speak. Deep and inhuman, it makes him shake slightly, but at the same time the words it speaks seem to bring him comfort.

The sounds of the people around him begin to fade, his mind reaching a calm, peaceful place. His will to live tingles through his veins, fighting what feels like a losing battle against the fates. The fear of the moment seems to make the wold outside the dark hood meaningless. [i]'Is it so wrong, to want to live? I wonder if it will end soon. What will I see? Will there be anything to see?'[/i] The loss of blood begins to get to him, and despite the knife blow having never fallen, Amano can feel his life seeping away from him.[i]'Those cuts, they must have been deep. I can feel. . . .'[/i] 

With an almost audible snap, Amano gets jolted back to reality by the feeling of something touching his wounds. [i]'So soft. Like flesh. . .but not. . . .'[/i] He can feel his body relaxing as whatever it is touches each of the cuts. The odd sensation feels somehow warm, and comforting, but at the same time his mind casts about to try and place whatever it is touching him. [i]'It feels almost like a snake, but why would anyo-'[/i] His breath catches as he hears what sounds like someone snapping their fingers and an instant later the chains binding him fall away. After the flame the room feels cold and his first instinct is to curl up for warmth. The sounds of the others in the room make him shake as he tries to make his limbs listen to him, but a moment later he cries out slightly as warm arms slide under him. His arms cross his chest as he feels himself lifted from the cold stone. As the being lifts him up, Amano presses himself into the warmth that seems to radiate from the beings skin. 

His hand comes up to press against a firm bare chest and it vaguely registers that he's being held by a man. [i]'He smells nice'[/i] The vague observation barely registers as he begins to lose consciousness. When he speaks, his chest rumbles pleasantly and Amano can feel himself being lulled. However when the question finds it's way through the fog of pain, and fear he manages to pull himself out of the fog long enough to murmur, “They wanted my life, which is mine and my most precious.” His head comes to rest on the bare shoulder of his rescuer. “Take from them what they prize the most, and make them feel the pain of it forever.” He has no idea how, but when Amano makes the request he knows that the man holding him can make his wish come true. The shock of everything that has happened finally brings his mind and body crashing down, and with a finally shuddering breath, he passes out, going limp in the man's arms.