In panic, Madison Barton collided with someone, and a pair of hands gripped her arm tightly. She struggled desperately, shouting for help: "Save me, save me, help..."
A large hand covered her mouth.
"Mmm mmm..." She fought back vigorously, but was dragged into the woods by that person.
She smelled the pungent stench of alcohol and a heavy, nauseating odor, staring wide-eyed at the person, only to find he was wearing a mask and she couldn't see his face.
"Ah..." The man exerted strength, throwing Madison Barton onto the leaf-littered ground. He grabbed her face with one hand and stuffed the pre-prepared tissue into her mouth.
She dodged left and right, but her face was painfully squeezed. She still couldn't escape the fate of having her mouth blocked. She understood what was about to happen, and the only thought she had was death. To suffer such humiliation, she'd rather be dead.
