Nameless.
She gasped out as he backhanded her again. Grabbing a handful of her hair, he yanked, jerking his arm violently and sending her toppling to the ground, torso held painfully upright by her hair follicles.
She kicked out, hissing in pain and frustration. He just chuckled lowly, and started walking along with her in tow. Getting desperate, her hands clawed at the smooth, unforgiving floor, only succeeding in bruising her fingertips and breaking a nail. She then resorted to scrabbling at the skin of his hand, the one that clutched her now-knotted curls and kept her hostage.
The idea oozed in her head; she must be causing him at least some pain. She didn't have much time to enjoy this fact, as she was promptly hurled through old doors, into a dark room.
Dark spots blotted her vision, handicapping her, but she grimly held on to that slippery consciousness.
Taking breaths hurt, so she kept them small and quick, as murky water seeped through the back of her dress and into her hair. She wondered absently what he was going to do to her, but the dreary pondering was forcefully barrelled out of the way when a heavy object connected with her tender side. The force lifted her a few inches clear of the ground and whooshed her with a sickening crunch into a faux-red-bricked wall. As she looked up at the smoggy ceiling, she seemed to have an out-of-body experience. All the pains melded into one, and any further added after this merge simply faded in comparison.
The man – no, the monster – circled greasy fingers around her pale, delicate neck, raising her up effortlessly to his eye-level.
Her eyes were too unfocused to pick out features – maybe that was planned? – but his voice was so unlike his character that if he hadn't been killing her she'd have smiled.
How ironic.
"What is the matter, Abby?" the cruel voice twisted almost tangible tendril-like arms into her thoughts, caressing them. "You know I don't really want to hurt you. And you know you want this too." The arms hugged her consciousness, petting it, getting itself trust, before finally spiking out at it. Asphyxiation won over. She shuddered, and Abby Nightingale passed out.