She slowly slips along the wall of her hallway, her eyes wide, silent screams of terror trapped inside them. She freezes just as her back nears an open arch way. She locks her knees, even though she can hear a noise from behind the wall, in the next room. It is a familiar noise, though she can't quite place it until a song starts streaming through the horn on the record player, and the warm memories of twirling with her lover are quickly replaced with the knowledge that she is about to die.

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