Resist
She groped blindly, her hands roaming the ground around her for anything she could use as a weapon. Her fingers alighted on something hard and she gripped it, slashing it up with all of her strength.
Unable to see well, she prayed her aim was true.
She felt the rock hit something hard above her with a nauseating crunch, and the man's grip around her throat slackened. Feeling a liquid, warm and wet, fall onto her face, she hit him again for good measure. As he toppled over, she gasped harshly for breath, but her vision slowly returned to her.
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