Amelia's POV.

　　I was consumed by a sense of desperation, my pleas for mercy becoming more fervent as the seconds ticked by. My life was on the line, and I knew it.

　　"I said sign." He pushed my head with the gun and with a trembling body, I reached out and grabbed the pen.

　　Just when I was about to press the tip on the paper, a dark thought popped into my mind. It all happened way too fast, the next thing I knew, I had buried the tip of the pen into his ...