Sarah's body was conditioned for this, she was an avid hiker and an avid sports girl.  She loved to run, but this was different... she wasn't able to adjust her breathing accordingly as usual, and she quickly found herself panting.  Even in her great shape, it seemed that ignoring the fundamentals was a terrible idea... still, how could she focus when this huge beast of a man had just murdered her boyfriend right in front of her in such a horrifying manner?  It wasn't until her legs suddenly gave way and she fell straight to the ground that the wind was fully knocked out of her.<br/><br/>"A-AAHNN!!!" she cried as she started to slowly crawl her way away from him, her fingers desperately shoveling about the wet dirt of the area, staining her hands and arms in its remnants, and her fingernails grew dark.  Yet she wasn't able to get away fast enough before he started to drag her back.  "NO!  GET AWAY FROM ME!  GET AWAY!" she screamed with tears in her eyes.  Mark was dead... she needed to get to her other friends and get the hell out of here!  She didn't want to die here!<br/><br/>Sarah couldn't get away anymore, and faced with him over her, his sudden attack on her face blindsided her, knocking the sense out of her for a long moment.  Her right breast had slipped out of her top, and in the shock, her slight erected nipple poked up at him.  At the same time, her wet thong clung to the very vivid outline of her pussy, which was difficult to hide from him as he dragged her over.  The girl couldn't see how bruised her face was already, though the taste of blood in her mouth was evident.  His eyes drained the color from her face, though, as he looked positively insane, and she couldn't help but just nod at him quickly, hoping to keep him happy.