Deadly Escalator

I was in a huge shopping mall, owned by the Evening Star newspaper, looking for toilets. Every time I thought I’d found where they should be, a sign would point to somewhere else. Eventually I worked out that they were on the next level down, so I got on the packed escalator. It was going so fast I nearly fell over, the person in front stopping me. At the bottom, everyone was stepping over something, and when I reached the bottom, I realised it was a woman on the floor. Her legs had been severed at the thighs by the escalator, and she was trapped but there was no blood.