Barking Kitten

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Monday, August 28, 2006

A Discerning Eye (continued)

In the night I awaken. Beside me the bed is empty. I drift off, awaken again, but Daniel hasn't come back.

There's light coming from beneath the bathroom door. Adrenaline rushes through my body. Suddenly I am completely awake. "Daniel? Are you okay?"

"Anna? Did I wake you?" He sounds funny. Muffled.

"What's going on? Let me in!" I try the doorknob, expecting it to be locked. It isn't, and I nearly fall into the bathroom.

There's blood everywhere.

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