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Her palm connects with my face,

and I shrink backward. There is no

getting through to her, not like this.

She slams the door in my face and

turns the key, making sure the deadbolts

are locked. It's dark here. So dark, I

wonder if I will ever see the light again.

This is the kind of darkness that

suffocates and oppresses. What I fear

most is not this, but the song of death that

rings in my ear.