C35 Chapter 35

"No! Don't do this, get off me you sick pig! Help! Help! Someb. . ." Victor muffles my scream with his extra large hand pressing hard onto my nose and mouth with enough pressure that I'm sure will suffocate me soon.

A feeling of an overwhelming helplessness washes over me. A helpless feeling that makes me wish that death or the grim reaper or whatever that is called