- Take me in lieu...

At Goren's shout, the man who was to be the leader of the gang lowered the knife from Eames' face.

He looked at the two men of his gang who were holding Eames well seated on the chair, preventing her from moving.

He nodded his head and gave a wicked grin to his lips.

- She told us so... that he would sacrifice himself for her.

She...

But who was he talking about...

Who was this woman...

So this attack...

It was orchestrated by a woman.

Who could be twisted enough to organize such a thing.

Strangely, the name of a blonde woman crossed his mind.

But why attack Eames...

If it was after him, that she had some.

The two men forcibly lifted Eames, and pushed her unceremoniously into the next room.

- Why Bobby...

One of the men gagged Eaemes' mouth with his hand, silencing her, and preventing her from questioning Goren about his actions.

Why had Goren done this...

Take his place.

The leader of the gang had not hesitated for a second to put the blade of the knife on her face.

She was still shaking with fear.

And so...

It was necessary to expect the worst.

The two men pushed her brusquely into the next room, and locked the door behind her.

Eames, his hands still tied, rushed to the door, tried to open it.

But impossible...

She was locked.

No...

It was not possible.

Everything but this.

- Do not touch him. Eames screamed, panic overtaking her. I forbid it to you.

At Eames' screams, the leader of the gang shrugged, and motioned for his men to bring Goren to the chair.

The two men moved towards Goren, and grabbed him, forcing him to stand up, and move towards the chair.

Arrived at the height of the chair, they forced him to sit down.

The leader of the gang took out a fabric, and handed it to one of the men, who took it, gagging Goren's mouth.

- This will prevent you from playing psychologist...

Damn it...

How could he know...

That he was always using psychology.

The leader of the gang came closer to Goren, the knife tightly in his hand, his eyes shining with rage, a nasty sneer on his lips.

- Hold his face.

The two men brought their hands to Goren's face, holding him tight, preventing him from moving.

If only...

He could get out of his bonds...

He moved his wrists...

But nothing.

He couldn't...

The knots were too tight.

And that blade was getting dangerously close to his face.

Was he going to mutilate him...

This is what Goren was understanding.

The closer the blade came...

And the more he could not have any doubt.

My God...

And to think it could have been Eames.

The person who orchestrated this...

Was truly a monster.

There was no other word to describe this kind of person.

- No... Do not touch him.

Eames screamed louder.

Tears rolled down his cheeks.

Eames remembered the blade in his face.

And the words he had just spoken.

Hold his face...

No...

He wasn't going to...

And yet...

His words...

Couldn't have been clearer.

She had goosebumps.

In addition...

Eames was powerless.

She couldn't help him.

But why...

She fell to her knees on the ground.

Why had Goren taken her place.

Eames didn't want him to go through this.

- To the two of us...

The leader of the gang raised the blade and thrust it with all his might into the left side of Goren's forehead, making him bleed and scream in pain as the two men looked on in shock and loosened their grip.

The leader of the gang slid the blade along the skin, making the blood gush out, and Goren screamed even more.

He touched the left eye of the blade, the gag gave way under the blade covered with blood, and he stopped the blade up to the chin, and withdrew the blade covered with blood, under a shocked Goren, and howling with pain, not being able to stop himself from howling so much he was in pain.

Even the gag could not hold back the scream.

The two men looked at each other in shock.

They had never really thought that their leader would carry out this threat.

To believe that this woman who had hired them...

He had been brainwashed.

Eames felt his heart freeze with fright, at Goren's scream, his heart was torn into a thousand pieces.

No...

They couldn't have done that...

It was impossible.

Anything but this.

But Goren's scream...

My God...

And who was that woman...

That woman who had attacked them.

If they made it out alive...

She would search for that woman...

And she would kill her with her own hands.

- Stop it... Her voice broke, she burst into tears. Let him it...

Goren could not prevent this howl from coming out of the depths of his being.

He was suffering martyrdom.

And hearing Eames crying don't make things better.

He remembered going through some things in the army...

But he couldn't remember experiencing anything worse.

And to think it could have been Eames instead of him...

Eames...

He could hear her screaming...

Crying.

It broke his heart.

He couldn't bear to have someone touch her...

And do this to her.

- I let you finish the job... The leader of the gang turned away, headed for the exit. I'll let her know the job is done.

These were the last words Goren heard, before everything went black.