The woman, with straight hair now tangled and pajamas once clean

The woman, with straight hair now tangled and pajamas once clean, now 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 heavy breathing echoed off the tiled walls., amplifying the despair that surrounded her. The man, de 1,80m, brown with crumbling pieces, 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.