Try and help

"Are you OK "?

Lucy asked.

No response ,the breathing and boot steps stomped closer.

"Can you hear me?"

Nothing again the gas masked wearing figure marched closer.

"I am ..."

Lucy started to say but was cut off by gloved hands grasping at her neck.

The gas mask face of her attacker was all that she could see as she tried to break free of the vice like grip around her throat . The collar she had put on not long ago crushing into her windpipe.

As she struggled for breath gasping for some air. The breathy noise coming from the gas mask in front of her mocking her with its noises.

Lucy punched and kicked the faceless attacker her attacks did nothing to stop it from squeezing the life out of her lungs.

Her vision began to get hazy and her all she saw was the face or no face of her attacker standing over her before everything went black .