"Dawn—blood-red dawn!" he muttered. "See...."
She felt a sudden terrifying limpness of his body. She drew back. He slipped from her soft caress, opened his eyes wide, drew in one long fluttering breath. And, suddenly it was morning!...
When she raised her eyes Stillman was beside her.
"Everything is over," she said.
He lifted her up. "No—not everything.... We must see to it that he lives on ... in us!"