Her door creaks open

Katy slept peacefully on her inflated mattress. Her simple pajamas consisting of a cotton shirt, pajama pants, were comfortable on her white-as-snow skin. Her bare feet were cozy inside the blanket she used as a comforter. Even in a slight chilly, dark mansion, she felt comfortable on her mattress.

As she continued to sleep, she didn't notice the door creak open, and someone come tip toeing in. The stranger knew exactly what to do, as they crept closer and closer to the sleeping girl. It wasn't until the intruder was right above her did Katy get an kind of inkling she wasn't alone, but it was too late. A rag was onto her face, finally waking her up. The first thing that the young woman noticed was the smell of the rag. A strong chemical permeated the fabric, and it certainly didn't agree with Katy's senses. Before she could really make any escape move, the smell had taken its toll on poor Katy. She passed out completely.