POV - Costume 6

Tori prepares her convention costume in her basement, adjusting accessories and putting on final touches at a mirror. She checks her appearance carefully, unaware of a masked intruder watching her from around the corner. As she finishes, the intruder silently approaches and grabs her in a rear chokehold, pulling her back as she sees him too late in the mirror. She struggles fiercely, spinning and pulling at his arms, trying to break free as he pushes her into the mirror. They struggle here as Tori is forced to look at her own expressions during the struggle. Then he drags her away her away from the mirror. They struggle throughout the room as Tori coughs and gasps for air.

The intruder pushes Tori to the ground and she falls back against the couch, gasping for air. He immediately grabs her again, forcing her into a half-seated position and squeezing her neck as she claws at his hand, gasping and gurgling. Her feet kick against the floor and she tries to kick at her attacker but his grip remains firm. Her eyes roll and tongue sticks out as she grips the attackers hands desperately trying to get free. The intruder keeps his grip and lifts her fully by the neck, so they are face-to-face, her feet kicking and her hands pulling desperately at his grip. Her legs kick uselessly as he crushes her throat. Her strength fades eventually. Her arms fall limp and her tongue protrudes as tears fill her eyes. Her struggles weaken until she hangs limp in his hands. The intruder lowers her face-down to the floor and runs his hands along her body, examining closely. She wakes up while they are face-to-face on the floor so the intruder wraps his hands around her neck and squeezes tight while they are looking at each other on the ground. She pushes at him and kicks her legs but his grip maintains. After some struggle Tori passes out again and he moves her body around on the floor.


The intruder moves around behind her, wrapping his legs around hers and one arm around her stomach while running his other hand along her throat and face. He rolls them onto their sides, holding her close as she slowly begins to wake, gasping as she claws at his hand. Tori fights hard, eyes fluttering and mouth gasping as she is held firmly in this position. After much writhing and struggling Tori passes out again. He squeezes her face and moves her arms around as she is on the ground. The intruder gets up and takes photos of her from above. After some time, Tori wakes again, hyperventilating and groggy. She tries to crawl away as the intruder watches. As she tries to get up he wraps his arm around her in a rear chokehold. She grips the arm and struggles on her knees. Hands smacking up at her attacker who holds on tightly. She struggles hard, desperate to break free but the intruder maintains his hold and she is unable to move away. Her arms grow heavy and fall to her sides as he applies maximum pressure. As she fades away, the intruder wraps a hand on the top of her head and yanks hard to the side. Her nec cracks to one side with a sharp convulsion, and she goes completely limp, eyes open, tongue out. He lowers her to the ground, keeping his hands around her for a while longer. The intruder examines her body, running his hands along her, flipping her over, adjusting her limbs, and posing her on the floor. He stands, gazes down at her one last time, then walks out the door, leaving her lying lifeless on the basement floor