"I can't watch you die like that…"
She took the young man's left hand and placed it over her own heart. He could feel the slow, steady beating of her chest and looked at her in protest.
"There is no other way."
"There must be!"
Shaking her head gently, she un-wrapped the rosary beads from around his hand. Wind emerged from nowhere and a vacuum pulled the kind woman into his hand. She was gone in an instant. The man studied his hand to see that the girl's pure soul had plugged the ominous black hole in his hand.
"Sango…"