I slam into the ground. I hiss. I feel the blood dripping down. I feel my own vision blurring. Is this how I die? Are they actually going to kill me? I can no longer hear her voice, but I can still feel her hands on my sword. My own sword lies in my hands, cutting my own hands. I can feel it. I wince as I pull my legs up. I throw myself out there to defend her.

Another skeleton jumps onto me. I wince. I kick it off of me. I wince as Another one bites my shoulder. I bite my tongue. I throw it back onto them. More and more keep flooding in. I draw back. I can barely breath. My thoughts go silent, and the darkness is creeping in. How much longer can I keep them at bay? I fall to my knees again. I can feel the fire in my wounds. My strength was fading. Everything was fading. Everything was falling. Is this how I die?

I look up and I see a shadowy figure of... of a girl walking over to me. Her eyes were glowing red. I pull myself up again. My legs were shaking, my hands were shaking. I walk forward. I have to defend her. I have to pull through.

"Do not fret little boy, your time is not here." She says.

She moves her hand. I see the skeletons fall back like the tide. I look around. I am relieved that they're being called back. But who was this spirit? She twists her hand. I feel the door open. I drop my sword. Everything goes dark all around me. 

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