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It was lovely.
Beautiful and warm. She closed her eyes. The warm water washed down
her body. The bad dream was over. She was becomming a good, clean
girl again...
Marion didn't hear the bathroom as it quietly opened. She didn't
see the old woman who was slowly crossing the floor.She was facing
the wall when the woman's hand pulled the plastic curtain open.
She turned quickly and could see, through the water in her eyes,
a face. A terrible white face with long grey hair and mad, shining
eyes. And above the woman's head, in her hand, there was a large,
silver knife.
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