"I know," Dana said softly caressing her thick dark curls, "you said the safeword and she didn’t stop. She kept hitting you and hurting you. If you wouldn’t have done what you did she would have killed you."

Both women looked down at woman on the floor, laying face down in a puddle of her own blood, a thick knife protruding through her spine.

Dana was the first to regain sense and immediately ran to her car. She came back in with a red container full with gasoline.

"No one really knows us here Elizabeth," Dana said pouring gasoline all over the woman, "we’re foreign exchange students. They won’t even know we’re gone, and if they do, they’ll think we went back to our perspective countries. Plus this is Japan, it’s not like they’re big on forensics here."

"I can’t go back to France," Elizabeth said meekly, "I can’t face my father, my sister, and my brother after what I did!"

"It was self defense and they never have to know," Dana said.

"Can you go back to Germany?"

Dana was pensive for a minute before she shook her head. "Where are we supposed to go if we can’t go back home?" Dana said dumping gasoline all over the room.

"I don’t know, your friend is making new identities for us isn’t he, can’t he get us visas or whatever?"

"It’s a she," Dana said, "and she’s American, I’m sure she can get us in."

"To America?"

"No one will ever find us there."

**

Shane looked over the two women in front of her and handed them their American passports, green cards, driver’s licenses, paperwork, and airline tickets. She then sat back in her chair with a satisfied smirk.

"Well, I certainly hope you had nothing to do with that terrible forest fire," Shane said knowingly watching as the two women squirmed in their seats, "the cabin just blew up and somebody was burned to ashes. Completely unrecognizable. What a tragedy isn’t it?"

Both women gulped and Dana said, "yeah, very horrible. Thanks for helping us out Shane."

"I’m always willing to illegal things for my friends," Shane said, "maybe we’ll see each other in the States someday."

"Maybe."

"Alright," Shane said, "well now your new identities are Dana Fairbanks and Bette Porter."