The woman, with her straight hair now tangled and her pajamas stained with dirt

The woman, with her straight hair now tangled and her pajamas stained with dirt and sweat, was lying on the cold, damp bathroom floor. Her hands shook as she tried, ending in failure, move away from the menacing figure that loomed before her. The sound of her panting breath echoed through the bathroom, amplifying the despair that enveloped her.. The man, de 1,80m, brunette with curly hair, was standing right in front. Their eyes, filled with silent fury, shone with a disturbing intensity. In your hands, a heavy axe, is hanging threateningly. He remained motionless, just watching her, as if she was savoring the terror emanating from her. Every second that passed felt like an eternity., as a heavy silence settled over the small space. She knew there was no escape, His gaze made it clear that his sentence had already been decreed. The bathroom is dark