Protect, she must protect herself. Key-chain, there was a small knife on a key-chain. She fumbled in her pocket, trying to grab the keys and just as she managed to pull them out, the demon's arm wrapped around her and lifted her off the ground.
The heat was beginning to suffocate her as the demon carried her closer and closer to the fire. The knife, she had to open it and stab him. The fingers felt as cold as ice and did little to open the knife, but she was able to take the small blade out and plunged it into the shoulder on which she was being carried.
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