“Jesus”, she thought as she shut her apartment door, “i dont think anything could possibly go more insane than it already has” Amber had always been a dramatic person, but today had been over the top when she had walked out of her job because she swore her supervisor was coming on to her. She set her purse down, and began to get more comfortable. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back as she let it down. She had always thought of herself as a beauty, with her 5’7, 130 pound frame. Her breasts were a nice, firm 34C, giving men plenty to look at, and she knew they looked, she made a point of it, wearing her low cut shirts, glaring when she caught them, but secretly enjoying it. Oh, she was vain, and she loved it.
Exhausted from her day, she undressed completely and jumped in the shower. The hot water pleased her, and she began to sing. She must have ben singing a little loudly, because she didn’t hear her door open as the men entered the bathroom. She was suddenly grabbed from behind, yanked out of the shower by a masked figure. She began to scream but was quickly silenced by a knife to her throat, pressing in until a spot of blood appeared. “Shut the fuck up or I’ll shove my blade in your fucking neck bitch” terrified, she closed her mouth.