You lower your weapon and prepare to die. You are scared, but tired of running from ninja. This is the end for you, and you take it on knowing as much.

As the ninja raises the blade above his head you feel a flood of warmth emit from your pants. Oddly you feel embarassed by this. You know that you will not have to live with the ridicule from pissing yourself but it still somewhow manages to flush your cheeks and discomfort you.

The ninjas sword cuts down through your shoulder and comes out at your hip. The top of your body slides from the lower half and you fall to the ground.

Everything is dark now. Soon there will be no pain.