Too Late, Someone Leaps To Your Rescue

Your eyes widen in horror as the husky reaches for the hypodermic needle. Exhausted from your attempts to escape, you just lay your head back and wait for that moment for your humanity to be stripped away. The husky kneels down and grins. His thick rubber tail whacks against your naked thigh, making a strange sound. He lifts the needle up above his head like a sacrificial knife. He starts bringing it down lightning quick and you brace yourself...

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"

Your eyes snap open and you look up. The husky is making half human screaming/half-dog whines in pain. A fireplace poker has been shoved through it's back and it's jutting several inches out of its chest, dripping with black and white latex. Then it is withdrawn and the husky sways for a moment before dropping to the concrete beside the pool with a heavy sound. A college-age man is standing there, holding the poker like a war trophy. "Hey man, you ok? None of that latex got on you, right?" You look down and nod your head in relief. He throws the poker to the side and it clangs against the concrete.

He stoops down and starts fiddling with the latex around your body. "I've been killing these damn monsters all night." He breathes. "You're lucky I came along just in time, or you would've been one of those... things by now." You nod your head in agreement and watch hopefully as he struggles with the latex. "There are no knots..." he says. "Maybe I can... cut them off? It's the only way."

You shake your head no in horror as this might release the latex, but he doesn't seem to notice. He whips a switchblade out of his pocket and clicks it. "Here goes nothing..." he says, bending down...