I feel his granite hands wrap themselves tightly around my rib cage. I cannot breath. He lifts me up in the air as though I were a rag doll. I punch and kick with ferocity and somehow manage between gasps to curse at him with all the red rage that is within: Let me go. motherfucker! I will fucking kill you! His cold indifferent smile turns into an amused laugh. He squeezes tighter. Slowly the fight leaves my body. My spine and shoulders hunch forward and my head tilts downward. My limbs lifeless. Useless. He sets me down on the floor in the corner of a dark room. Defeated I lie there paralyzed. Helpless and alone.