I asked her "How are you doing?". Not the best questions, considering her state. But I didn't know how else I could start the conversation. Tears fell down from her eyes. She was crying. 'She must be in pain, but I can't do anything else about it' I though. "I know it doesn't look good, but you will get back in shape. I'm no doctor, but I did whatever I could to treat you". Her tears didn't stop, but she replied with difficulty. "You... you helped me?". I nodded my head in response, and said "That bastard doctor didn't want to treat you. If not for the hours spent on others, I doubt I would be able to help you. Just hang in there, in a month or so, you will be back to normal". She replied, "Thank you", but her tears never ceased to fall. I asked "What happened exactly? Why would they do this to you?". Her tears intensified, and she began sobbing even more. 'Just what the hell did they do to her?' I asked myself. I decided to give her some time. After all, I had no clue what she went through. I waited patiently, until she finally spoke. "They… They did... things to me... I...". She didn't have to say anything else. I already guessed what she meant. 'They went that far? They forced her like this? Because she was a slave?'. I didn't know what to say. What could I say? I knew slaves don't have it easy, but this? I stood there shocked. I was also ashamed. Ashamed of my own fellow Humans. I didn't reply, but her next words shocked me even more. "Please... Kill me". I just stared at her. 'Kill her? Me? Kill her?' I asked myself in disbelief. What was I supposed to do? Just kill her? I never killed another Human being. Questions popped into my mind every second. I was never so lost, life didn't prepare me for such situation. She repeated while crying, "Kill me, I don't want to live anymore". I finally replied "I... I can't do that. I can't kill you". She shook her head, and added "Please... I don't want to... experience that again". Although I was lost for words, I was able to understand her predicament. She was raped, beaten up and still a slave. Even if she got better, who could promise her, this would never happen again? Me? I wasn't able to escape myself at that time, so how could I ensure her safety? 'Was I able to kill? Could I actually do it? Not because of hatred or anger, but because someone asked me to? Wouldn't I become a murderer?' I asked myself those and many more questions. She saw my lost expression, my inability to rationalize all of that. She said weakly, "I will... tell you something. It will help you... escape from this hell". She wanted to exchange her life, or rather her death, for the knowledge she possessed. In other words, she would tell me how to practice some things, in exchange for killing her. I asked, "Why?". I heard something familiar, in response. "Because... life is such". My own words came back to me. 'Because life is such'. I said that when I realised, how stupid and naive my endeavours were. At that time, I realised that whatever happened to me, it wouldn't change the lives of other people. The hunters would still hunt, the peddlers would still do business as usual, and the villages would exist just as before. She either realised this as well, or simply used those words to make me realise? Perhaps it was wrong of me, but I replied "I will do it". She smiled for the first time that day, and said "Come closer... I will tell you everything". She described all the training methods she learned in the past. Turns out, she learned everything from a hunter as well. I didn't enquire more about her past. I just listened and tried to remember everything she said. She talked for a long time, but mostly due to the pain. At the end, she asked "Can I ask you something?". I didn't expect it, but replied anyway. "Sure". She asked quietly. "Will you take revenge for me?". I didn't expect such question, but I had an reply. "No". Although I could see disappointment on her face, I added "I will take revenge for everything". She became surprised, and smiled in response. I nodded my head, and said "I'll be back in a while". I needed a weapon. Something sharp, that would quickly end her life. She already suffered enough. I didn't know, whether I was able to kill another Human being. I didn't know what would happen, when I stood in front of her, with a weapon in hand, ready to kill. I agreed, but I was not a murderer. I could get a weapon from workshop, but it would be to hard to take it. Instead, I headed to the doctor's house. I had to be there in a few minutes anyway. Besides, the doctor had access to very sharp tools I just had to take one, and leave. Inside the doctor's house, I saw nick relaxing in his chair as usual. Without leaving his room or chair, he asked "Why are you here early?". I simply replied, "I need something". I then grabbed a very sharp knife, and headed towards the exit. Before I left, I heard another question. "What are you doing?". I didn't turn around, but answered "I'm going to finish the treatment". I then left his house, and ran towards our house. I stole something, and I didn't have much time. I entered our house in a hurry, closing the doors behind me. Although my first steps towards the bed were fast, my pace quickly slowed down. The closer I got, the slower I got. I didn't want to do it, it was a wrong thing to do. Even though I thought like that, my legs never stopped. I stood in front of my roommate, with a knife in one hand. She didn't ask how or where I got it from, she just asked "Are you ready?". I didn't know how to answer that question. Was I ready? Could someone ever be ready, for that type of thing? I replied, "No, but I also understand you. Even though I don't like it, I agreed to it". She smiled, and said "My name... is Dina. Tell me... What is your name?". I didn't expect that, and answered absentmindedly "My name is Nex". She seemed to be thinking about something, then smiled while saying "It's a weird name". 'What? Is she's making fun about my name?' I thought, totally lost for words. She smiled again, and added "Please remember me", then closed her eyes. I stood there, like a statue. 'How am I supposed to do this?' I asked myself. I didn't know the answer to that question. I mustered enough resolve, and decided to try and stab her heart. 'Maybe this will give her less painful death' I thought. I positioned the knife above her heart and... nothing. I couldn't move my hands. I couldn't kill her. Something inside me was saying 'This is wrong', 'Don't do this'. She opened her eyes again, and said "Don't worry, no need to be afraid. This is what I want, you are not a bad person". 'Easy to say that...' I thought. I looked at her again, and she was smiling. She was smiling, even though she would die. Was she relieved? Happy? I didn't understand, but that smile made me forget about all those thoughts. I no longer hesitated, and pushed the knife straight through her heart. I only head a soft "Ugh", then nothing. I pulled out the knife slowly. She was dead, her clothes became red from blood, then the sheets and bed she was laying on. She died with a smile. Something clicked in my head, I was no longer afraid. I was no longer thinking of anything. I just stood there, with a bloodied knife in my hand. After a while, I threw the knife onto the floor and picked her up. I went outside the house, heading toward the village gate. Villagers must've stared at me, but I didn't pay attention to anyone. I didn't care anymore, my mind was blank. No one stopped me, no one came even close to me. I made my way outside, and began digging a hole. I... or my body, dug the grave in which I genly laid Dina. I buried her, then placed a stone above the grave. On the ground, I simply wrote Dina. I didn;t do anything else, I just sat there, and stared at the grave. That was, until someone called out to me. "That's enough. Follow me now". I turned around, and saw Nick the doctor walking back into the village. I sighed, stood up and followed after him. I was in trouble, but what was done, was done.