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He
walked
toward
me
slowly
.
"
That
’
s
a
very
nice
effect
,
"
he
said
,
examining
the
mess
of
glass
,
his
voice
friendly
again
.
"
I
thought
this
room
would
be
visually
dramatic
for
my
little
film
.
That
’
s
why
I
picked
this
place
to
meet
you
.
It
’
s
perfect
,
isn
’
t
it
?
"
I
ignored
him
,
scrambling
on
my
hands
and
knees
,
crawling
toward
the
other
door
.
He
was
over
me
at
once
,
his
foot
stepping
down
hard
on
my
leg
.
I
heard
the
sickening
snap
before
I
felt
it
.
But
then
I
did
feel
it
,
and
I
couldn
’
t
hold
back
my
scream
of
agony
.
I
twisted
up
to
reach
for
my
leg
,
and
he
was
standing
over
me
,
smiling
.
"
Would
you
like
to
rethink
your
last
request
?
"
he
asked
pleasantly
.
His
toe
nudged
my
broken
leg
and
I
heard
a
piercing
scream
.
With
a
shock
,
I
realized
it
was
mine
.
"
Wouldn
’
t
you
rather
have
Edward
try
to
find
me
?
"
he
prompted
.
"
No
!
"
I
croaked
.
"
No
,
Edward
,
don
’
t
-
"
And
then
something
smashed
into
my
face
,
throwing
me
back
into
the
broken
mirrors
.
Over
the
pain
of
my
leg
,
I
felt
the
sharp
rip
across
my
scalp
where
the
glass
cut
into
it
.
And
then
the
warm
wetness
began
to
spread
through
my
hair
with
alarming
speed
.
I
could
feel
it
soaking
the
shoulder
of
my
shirt
,
hear
it
dripping
on
the
wood
below
.
The
smell
of
it
twisted
my
stomach
Through
the
nausea
and
dizziness
I
saw
something
that
gave
me
a
sudden
,
final
shred
of
hope
.
His
eyes
,
merely
intent
before
,
now
burned
with
an
uncontrollable
need
.
The
blood
-
spreading
crimson
across
my
white
shirt
,
pooling
rapidly
on
the
floor
-
was
driving
him
mad
with
thirst
.
No
matter
his
original
intentions
,
he
couldn
’
t
draw
this
out
much
longer
.
Let
it
be
quick
now
,
was
all
I
could
hope
as
the
flow
of
blood
from
my
head
sucked
my
consciousness
away
with
it
.
My
eyes
were
closing
.
