He arrives.

As the sound grew closer, the Butterfly Woman stopped walking and stood still, preparing her mind and muscles to accept her fate. A second later the beast was upon her, tearing the butterflies from her slimy flesh with frantic hands. His body worked with a speed and efficiency so knowing that it was almost systematic. Butterfly Woman, although resigned to not struggling, was held by the man in such a way as to render any and all possible struggle futile.