I let out a silent scream as the blade dug into my flesh, carving a Cheshire grin, upon my face. I watched in revulsion as he brought the knife to his lips, licking the crimson blood, from the blade. "Go to sleep," the words echoed in my ears as he brought the blade down peircing my heart.

The meister froze, ice cold fear washing over her. "How do you know my name..?" "Why a mother should know her own child's name, shouldn't she?"