Dawn groaned as she felt a strong hand on her collar and then a lurch.  Her head was lifted enough to keep her face from dragging against the ground at least, but it was a small mercy.  Her hands continued to claw at the ground, trying to slow the movement of her captor, with no result.<br/><br/>She prayed that Lucille emerged victorious as she knew, if she wasn't, that there would be no rescue.  She was still in shock, unable to believe that she had fallen so easily, and unwilling to imagine what fate she was about to befall.