It was a normal day for the lovely couple. Frost crunched underfoot, providing a stark contrast to the warmth emanating from Wallace’s London home. Inside, there was laughter echoed by a shared bottle of wine and a cozy fire—the epitome of domestic bliss. Matt and Deanne, an unlikely blend of American and English charm, seemed perfectly at ease. A perfect couple with a perfect life and the hope to soon begin a family.

Little did they know, their idyllic evening was about to shatter violently and irrevocably.
It started like any other night. A walk in the woods with Smarts, their boisterous German Shepherd. The crisp air, the scent of damp earth, the distant crackle of a bonfire—all familiar comforts that provide a perfect whisper of Guy Fawkes Night. But tonight, something was different. As soon as Smarts made his way into the woods, his playful barks turned into something darker, more urgent, morphing into a series of panicked yelps. Then, there was nothing but silence. Despite so many attempts, Deanne’s calls went unanswered, a knot tightening in her stomach.
The woods, once a place of solace, now seemed to press in on her, the shadows alive with unseen threats. The distant fireworks, meant to be a joyful spectacle, now felt like a mocking celebration. And then she found him. Smarts there in the dark woods. He was broken, and his lifeless body was covered in a bright red coat of blood. His legs twisted at unnatural angles, his eyes staring blankly at the sky.
A wave of grief washed over Deanne, quickly followed by something far more sinister.
A voice, cold and menacing, cut through the night. “I’ve been waiting for you,” it hissed, the words laced with chilling whispers. “You dirty bitch. You dirty fucking bitch.” And then, the world exploded. A hard blow to the side of her neck, followed by another to her head. Deanne stumbled, disoriented, catching a fleeting glimpse of her attacker’s face—a mask of rage she couldn’t comprehend.
He struck again, a punch to the face that sent her crashing to the ground. “Lay still, you tart,” he snarled, his voice thick with hatred. “I’m going to give you just what you want.” His hands ripped at her clothing, tearing her top open and yanking her skirt up around her waist. He tore at her pants, the fabric ripping with a sickening sound. Deanne murmured, a desperate plea, “Stop! Get off me,” but her cries were met with another brutal slap, a punch to the stomach that stole her breath.
He violated her, the act a brutal invasion, a violation of her very being. Afterward, he withdrew, the used condom a stark testament to his savagery. He looked down at her, almost naked and broken on the cold ground. “Fucking bitch,” he spat. “Where the fuck does she get off, walking in the woods at night? She wanted fucking; that’s why she did it. That’s why she walked in here; that’s what she gets for fucking up my life.”
But the horror wasn’t over. He grabbed a thick branch. He poked her neck, head, and body, reacting like a rag doll. Then, with a sickening thrust, he shoved the branch between her legs inside her private parts……! An unconscious moan escaped her lips as her body recoiled from the violent intrusion. “See what you get for leaving me and stealing everything I had! Fuck you!” he screamed, his voice echoing through the silent woods.
He kicked her in the head again and again, the impact causing blood to spray from her nose and mouth. Convinced she was dead, he walked away, whistling, the sound chillingly casual against the backdrop of his brutal assault. He climbed over the railing, joining the unsuspecting crowd gathered around the bonfire, the flames reflecting in his eyes.
It was 7:31 p.m., just seventeen minutes after the ordeal had begun. Seventeen minutes had irrevocably shattered Deanne’s life, leaving her broken, violated, and left for dead in the cold, dark woods. The fireworks exploded in the sky, a cruel mockery of the devastation left in their wake.
What will happen to Deanne? Could she make it alive?
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