This is part 1 of a story written with user loserlesbo in mind.
Dropping the groceries to the floor, you turn to shut the front door, but are surprised to see movement as you turn around. It’s only an instant before the shape barrels into you before you have time to respond. Sharp pain explodes across your body as you slam roughly into the ground. The impact from the fall and the attacker’s own weight crashing into you drives the breath from your lungs and you gasp desperately for air.
You couldn’t scream if you wanted to without air, and the man’s hands lock down around your neck before you can recover. Panicking and still trying to process what’s happening, you provide little meaninful resistance. You’re tiny compared to the man, and he simply ignores your desperate attempts to scratch at him or pull his hands off you. You feel his grip tighten around your throat, and your eyes swim and your vision narrows. His glittering hard eyes are the last thing you manage to focus on before you lose consciousness.