Heavy feet mounted the steps...nearer...nearer...nearer. A key was inserted into the lock. It opened, and the man's bulk filled it. The morning light shone full on his sneering, wicked face. "Still alive, are you?" he said, grinning maliciously.
Trixie looked hopelessly into Hone's eyes. It may be the last time I'll ever see her, she thought. The last time I ever see anyone I love.