He switched on a light.
"I will not deny you that," he said, pushing her back as she made a frantic attempt to escape.

He swung the outer door to as she raised her voice in a piercing scream, and clapping his hand over her mouth held her tightly for a moment.
"I have warned you," he hissed.
She saw his face distorted with rage.

She saw Kara transfigured with devilish anger, saw that handsome, almost godlike countenance thrust into hers, flushed and seamed with malignity and a hatefulness beyond understanding and then her senses left her and she sank limp and swooning into his arms.
When she recovered consciousness she found herself lying on a plain stretcher bed.

She sat up suddenly.

Kara had gone and the door was closed.