Tom stood in the center of the dark room and listened to the tumult in the
corridor. They were pounding at the door of the room he had just deserted,
wrenching at the knob.
"Open up there!" yelled Alf. "Open up!"
Then came a crash as the door splintered. Alf's voice sounded in rage of
fury: "Gone!"
Tom heard him bolt from the room and up the corridor, screaming: "Is he in
there with the other two? Have you got them?"