She stood in the darkness, dripping realizing what she had done. All of her loved ones lie dead, she stares at her shaking blood soaked hands putting them to her face only to weep into them. She knows what she must do she can't go on with her guilt only to live alone. She looks for a minute and wraps her nimble fingers around the sharp razor blade ignoring the pain of the inducing cuts. She puts the blade up to her porcelain skin wiping the hair away from her neck. Before being taken from this earth she whispers "I'll always love you." Her impure body now stained red lay among the ones she murdered only to die with them.