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The blender had stopped.
Vic struggled to his feet. The world turned sideways and he caught himself on the wall, squeezing his eyes shut until it righted itself and the floor steadied. He opened his eyes. The bathroom door sat open halfway. He listened but heard nothing more. The light coming in from the small, rectangular window glared against the plain bathroom, making it look bleak and sterile despite the blood on the sink and the shower wall.
A shadow moved beyond the door. Someone was standing on the other side, just out of sight. Vic turned and edged along the door, reaching out to pull it open. He balled one hand into a fist.
He snatched the door open and lunged foward. He didn't have time to register recognition before her shriek tore through his ears and ravaged the inside of his skull. Clutching his head and bent at the waist, Vic opened one eye.
"Jesus Christ, Mother," he growled through gritted teeth. "What are you doing here?"