Fara looted at home

Fara was tidying up her room when she felt an eerie presence behind her. Before she could react, a strong hand clamped over her mouth. Her heart pounded as she turned to see a masked intruder—his cold eyes locked onto hers.

Terror seized her as he pressure her onto the bed, swiftly binding her wrists and ankles with rough rope. She tried to scream, but a white bandana was stuffed into her mouth, sealed tightly with duct tape. Panic surged through her as she thrashed, her muffled cries lost in the stifling silence.

Every desperate struggle made the ropes dig deeper into her skin. The intruder watched, amused, as she twisted and jerked, her movements frantic but futile. Her breaths came in sharp, ragged bursts behind the gag.

Then—his hands reached for something else.

Fara’s eyes widened in nightmaire as she realized… she wasn’t alone anymore.