As soon as the wet layers of clothing were removed from her body she had hoped that he would allow her to get up, but as she found herself still soaked and prone on the ground in nothing but her underwear she felt his boot press down even harder on her stomach. Talia let out a groan as his foot pressed even harder against her stomach, she was finding it hard to breathe properly her hands moved to his boot, feebly attempting to free herself from him but to no effect, she was trapped beneath him vulnerable and small. Talia felt like curling up into a ball, hoping to protect herself but even that wasn’t an option for her at the moment.<br/><br/>His form shadowed over her own as he looked down at her, as if she was little more than a pet, maybe even less then that, an object. His words managed to pull her from her numbness as she looked up at him wide-eyed, her cheeks a flushed red and her hair not laying in wet strands around her face. The words sent a flood of fear deep into her soul, he was right of course, no-one would ever know. She didn’t have any friends or family nearby, she had only met her neighbors in passing. At this moment she was truly alone with this monster, she had seen that Culler was anything but normal, if he could rape someone, torment them as he did. Would killing someone really be that far out of reach for him?<br/><br/>How stupid had she been leading the Monster back to her home, to her safe place. Goosebumps broke out over her skin covering her bare legs and arms as a shiver went down her back and she felt her form begin to shake slightly the threat of the unknown was at the front of her mind. She didn’t know what Culler was capable but she had a feeling she never wanted to really find out. Her eyes remained locked on his watching him as if he was a wild animal liable to lash out at any moment, she watched as he drank move of the alcohol and for some reason, she had a feeling the more he drank the less controllable he would be.<br/><br/>She didn’t want to die. She watched as the grin formed on his lips and she felt another wave of fear flood her, that grin never meant good things for her. She let out a deep gasp as his foot was finally removed and she was able to take a deep breath as she wrapped her arms around her middle, no doubt a bruise would form in his wake, the area already seemed tender to her touch. Talia turned as she watched him move to the couch as he waved towards the boxes around the place, a frown marred her forehead at his words, he wanted pictures of Emily. Of their Family. Why?<br/><br/>His eyes remained fixed on her own, as she pressed her hands against the floor as she pushed herself awkwardly up onto all fours before getting up onto her feet. She didn’t want to do as he commanded, she didn’t want to taint her sister and her family in such a way, but in his intoxicated state Culler scared her even more now. So Talia moved over to a few of the boxes as she found frames with photos of her family before she moved back to where he was perched as she settled them down onto the table, a few tears trailing down her cheeks as she bit on her bottom lip as she settled them across the table. There was a few of them all as a family, some of just her and Emily and a few of Emily by herself. From birthdays, Christmases and family holidays. Soon there were around 15 photos settled on the table before him, as Talia placed the last one she stood up and shook her head, scolding herself to completing his task.