Victims: 2

Name: Carolina Evans
Age: 22
Gender: F
Appearance: Caucasian, hip-length fuzzy red hair, green eyes, hourglass figure, large breasts, bushy pubes.
Apparel: White shirt and brown cargo shorts.
Personality(O): Overtly kind and cheerful, highly intelligent, childish, and somewhat dirty-minded.

Name: Cindy Walker
Age: 19
Gender: F
Appearance: African, shoulder-length black hair, brown eyes, petite figure, large breasts, bushy pubes.
Apparel: Green t-shirt, checkered skirt, black stockings, black boots, glasses.
Personality(O): Mature, highly intelligent, but conceited​, serious, brutally honest occasionally, narcissistic, and confident.

Location: Carolina's apartment, helping each other with college work, with Carolina occasionally flirting with Cindy.

>>3339
I wrote my reply in the form of a screenplay. (Sorry about the poor formating, but it didn't transfer well from the word processor.)

FADE IN:

INT. Karen's apartment - night

KAREN, mid-20's, Asian-American, is passed out on the bed wearing an expensive-looking suit with the shirt unbuttoned​. Her right hand is buried underneath her skirt and panties. A large bra and five empty beer bottles​ are scattered messily around the bed, while her glasses hang loosely on her face. The only light and sound is coming from a tablet laying on her stomach, playing a pornographic video.

Metal scratching metal is heard from the other side of the front door, followed by a click. The doorknob turns gently and the door creeps open. A MASKED MAN slips in. He's bulky, like a wrestler, and every inch of his body is obscured by thick clothing; a thick long-sleeve shirt, thick cargo pants, boots, several layers of gloves, and a robber mask. The man shuts the door behind him, a little too loudly. Karen stirs and opens her eyes.

Karen
(incoherent mumbling)

The masked man pulls a pistol from his pocket, attaches a silencer, and rushes to the side of the bed. He presses the gun against Karen's head as she awakens and opens her mouth to scream.

Masked man
Don't even thing about screaming or I'll put a bullet in your brain. Do you understand me?

Karen nods in confirmation, and closes her mouth. She looks fearfully at the intruder.

MASKED MAN
Do you speak English?

KAREN
Yes.

Masked man
What's your name?

KAREN
Karen. Karen Kisaragi

The man violently grabs Karen's throat and pulls her up

MASKED MAN
Are you lying to me?

KAREN
No! No! I'm telling the truth!

MASKED MAN
Shit! Fuck! Where the hell is Kendra Walter? My contact says that she lives fucking here!

KAREN
Kendra? She... She lives in the apartment next door.

The man sighs in frustration. After a few seconds he aims the gun at Karen.

MASKED MAN
I'm sorry, but I have no choice.

KAREN
Please don't!

Karen quickly rolls off the bed just as the man pulls the trigger. A bullet grazes her back as she goes over.

MASKED MAN
I will make your death as quick and painless as possible if you cooperate.

KAREN
Please just leave me alone. I told you that I'm not Kendra. I don't want to die!

Karen suddenly bolts out from behind the bed and towards the door. The man swivels his gun around and fires, the bullet pierces the back of Karen's right knee. Karen crashes to the floor. She pushes herself to a sitting position and backs up against the wall, staring at the man.

MASKED MAN
It will be over soon.

The man walks towards Karen with the gun raised.

KAREN
(sobbing)
Why are you doing this? I haven't done anything to you.

MASKED MAN
If I leave you alive then you will probably call the cops before I can take care of Kendra.

KAREN
I promise to keep my mouth shut.

MASKED MAN
A promise is not good enough security.

KAREN
Please! How about this?

Karen pulls her arms through her shirt and grabs her breasts.

KAREN
If you spare my life I'll let you fuck me. I'm a virgin, so you'll be the first man to touch me.

MASKED MAN
Nice offer, but you are not the first woman to try this.

The man places the gun to Karen's head and pulls the trigger. Karen's​ head lolls forward, and she starts to pee herself.

MASKED MAN
What a waste.

The man shakes his head as he picks up Karen's corpse. He carries her to the bed and flops the limp body on the bed.

MASKED MAN
You may not have been an assigned target, but I think you'll go into my album anyways.

The man looks for a light switch and flicks it on. Then he pulls a camera out of his pocket and starts taking photos of Karen's body.

MASKED MAN
Hmm. I don't think I have all of you just yet, babe.

He sets the camera down and rips Karen's skirt off. He snaps a few more photos, tears off her panties, and​ snaps several more. The man turns the light off and leaves the apartment for his actual target.