POV - Costume 7

Tori sneaks into a safe house dressed in a fighting outfit for her mission. She moves cautiously through the room, checking corners and listening intently. She approaches the entrance to the next room and a man emerges suddenly and clamps a soaked rag over her mouth and nose. Tori struggles against him as he holds the rag tightly against her mouth and nose. She swings her arms at him and kicks her legs behind her but the man keeps the drugged cloth firmly over her airways. Tori succumbs to the fumes and passes out in his arms. He holds the rag over her a few moments longer then takes it off and looks at her face asleep. He drags her out of the room.

Tori wakes up sometime later on the floor of a basement. She gets up slowly, groggy and disoriented. The masked man stands in front of the only entrance blocking her escape. She questions who he is, if this is what she was sent on this mission for. The man explains that she will have to fight for her freedom, if she wins she is free to go and if she loses her life is forfeit. Tori accepts the challenge with a cocky grin and the two exchange blows. Tori's attacks are deflected and countered as she hits and kicks towards her enemy. He strikes her repeatedly in the face and gut leaving her staggering and dazed. She comes back and they fight more but it is clear she is overwhelmed.

The man slaps her across the face then grabs her neck with both hands and squeezes tightly while standing. Tori gasps and pushes away at her attacker. She kicks at his legs and claws at his hands clamped tight on her throat. Tori gasps from the pressure with her tongue sticking out and her eyes rolling back. As her hands lose coordination the man switches from a front choke into a tight headlock. He clamps his arm tight around her neck and holds on from behind while her arms slap towards him and pull at the arm. He keeps a tight hold and follows her movements as she gags from the pressure and her eyes roll back from the intense force. Her fight gets weak and her arms fall to her sides. The man tosses her to the ground before she can pass out to prolong the inevitable.

Tori tries to crawl away but the man is on her quickly, tossing her back on the floor against the couch. He pins her down and holds her wrists against the cushions. Tori pleads for mercy, telling the man he's won and it's over. He doesn't listen to her, taking the opportunity to wrap both his hands around her neck again. She bucks and thrashes trying to get free. Pushing away and hitting him, her legs sliding against the floor. The man stands and brings Tori forward onto her knees. He gets down at eye level and gazes in her eyes as she struggles in awkward positions. Tori gets weaker and he lets her fall forward on the ground.

The man stands over Tori as she tries to catch her breath on the floor. As she tries to stand he puts a foot on her and pins her down, pushing hard on her any time she tries to stand. She wriggles helplessly under her attacker while pinned on the floor. The man unbuckles his belt and takes it off his waist, wrapping it in front of him and looping it around her neck as she stands up. The man cinches the belt tightly and holds on with both hands, crushing her windpipe. Tori claws at the belt and kicks out, thrashing against him with every ounce of strength she has. He maintains the tight grip with the belt and Tori collapses to her knees. The attacker keeps pulling upright on the belt as she gurgles and her eyes roll to the back of her head. Her movements grow weaker and slower until her arms fall and she convulses. Her whole body falls backwards while her knees remain in an awkward position and a few final convulsions run through her body. She goes completely still with her mouth hung open and her eyes rolled back. The man walks around observing the body and taking photos until he walks out and leaves her there.