He greedily grabbed her hand, "Ella, let me hold you, okay?"
Owens tried to break free, but he pulled her into his arms, "Ella, just a hug, just a hug..."
"Get away from me, I'm not Ella Thompson!" Owens struggled to free herself, prying his hand loose.
The more she struggled, the tighter Brandon held her, pulling her mercilessly into himself, opening his mouth--("Ella says we should keep it clean, she's pure like spring water. Let's keep it harmonious.."), "I want you, I want you, I want you..."
Like a lullaby, Owens initially resisted, but finally was dragged in, her mind becoming muddled.
She knew the drug in the air was still affecting her.
Clutching onto the last strand of rationality, she called out to the bodyguards outside the door, "Open the door, come and rescue me..."
However, the door remained tightly shut and there was no response.
