you were running in the woods, it was the middle of the night. You were trying to get away from your abusive husband that you were arranged. You tripped and fell slicing your hip on a branch. You yelped in pain as you tried to get up but couldn’t. You check your wound only to see wood chips jabbed into the open wound. You then heard a twig break as you froze in your tracks. You saw your stomping toward you, you tried getting away but then your husband soon dropped dead on the ground.