Back in the room, Chase gently placed Eliana on the bed, her body feeling ice-cold. "How you holdin' up?"

Eliana's head was all foggy, her body shivering like crazy. Her wet lashes were like lead, keeping her eyes shut tight. She flashed back to that creep covering her nose and mouth, fear gripping her. Then, it felt like a truckload of air rushed into her clothes, and she scratched at him with all her strength. "You... jerk..."

Her voice was faint, cut off as she blacked ...