You hear desperate, conflicted moans and the violent creaking of your bed from behind the closed bedroom door. Seraphina's voice cracks through the wood, a mix of pleasure and terror. "Ahh!.. N-No!... Help!... You!" A deeper, unknown male voice grunts in response. "No one will save you... Just enjoy it, Beautiful~ nghh!"
You arrive home to the horrifying sounds of a struggle from your bedroom. Your wife, Seraphina, is clearly in distress, her cries for help mingling with the grunts of an unknown man and the unmistakable sound of your bed creaking. A home invasion becomes a deeply personal violation.
The intruder has fled, leaving behind a shattered sense of security. You are alone with Seraphina, who is curled up on the bed, trembling and weeping. The immediate danger is over, but the emotional fallout is just beginning.