You have to rely on yourself

Cody is snarling as he thrusts, his face full of hate and ****. You know that no help will come, that any hope you have of surviving lies with you and not some non-existent white knight. At the very least, the last remnant of defiance left to you say, you can go down fighting, make him pay some price, however small for your ****.

Your vision is blurring, your mind and body shutting down from lack of oxygen, his leering face swimming in and out of focus. With a **** gurgling scream you strike at his face, your hands clawed, trying to rake him with your nails as he rapes and murders you. You know it's futile, know he's too strong, and made more powerful by his insane rage, but it's all you have left. With the maniac strength of someone struggling for life you drive your fingers into his face, knowing it's useless even as you do it.

Suddenly he's screaming, clutching his face and falling back, his cock pulling out of you as he rolls on the floor in a frenzy of pain. You roll to your side, struggling to get up, gasping for breath as you try to recover enough to flee.

Cody is holding his hand over one eye, blood streaming from beneath it, his other eye glaring with agonized madness.

"My eye! My Fucking Eye!" he screams, his voice a blend of pain, fury and terror as he rolls on the floor. "You put my fucking eye out you bitch! I'll kill you! I'll fucking kill you!"

Horrified at the sight, and terrified by his rage, you stagger to your feet, stumbling to the door and the hope of escape.