She had not taken more than half a dozen steps when Slade was upon her.
His strength seemed to be prodigious, for despite her desperate resistance he lifted her from the floor, crushed her to him and started for the stairs.

She screamed, begging the men in the room to help her.
But through the haze she saw grinning faces turned to hers; heard loud laughter and coarse oaths.

And then came oblivion..