ABSTRACT
'Don't touch me', she said, taking a step backward. She refused to be doomed. As long as she was on her side of the door she would be safe. Cunningly he began his transformations, trying to lure her into his reach ... Then he stood looking at her sadly; he was wearing a turtle neck sweater ... 'Let me take you away,' he whispered. 'Let me rescue you. We will dance together forever.'... Once she had wanted these words, she had waited all her life for someone to say them ... 'No,' she said. 'I know who you are'. 1
