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Danny
stepped
into
the
bathroom
and
walked
toward
the
tub
dreamily
,
as
if
propelled
from
outside
himself
,
as
if
this
whole
thing
were
one
of
the
dreams
Tony
had
brought
him
,
that
he
would
perhaps
see
something
nice
when
he
pulled
the
shower
curtain
back
,
something
Daddy
had
forgotten
or
Mommy
had
lost
,
something
that
would
make
them
both
happy
-
So
he
pulled
the
shower
curtain
back
.
The
woman
in
the
tub
had
been
dead
for
a
long
time
.
She
was
bloated
and
purple
,
her
gas
-
filled
belly
rising
out
of
the
cold
,
ice
-
rimmed
water
like
some
fleshy
island
.
Her
eyes
were
fixed
on
Danny
’
s
,
glassy
and
huge
,
like
marbles
.
She
was
grinning
,
her
purple
lips
pulled
back
in
a
grimace
.
Her
breasts
lolled
.
Her
pubic
hair
floated
.
Her
hands
were
frozen
on
the
knurled
porcelain
sides
of
the
tub
like
crab
claws
.
Danny
shrieked
.
But
the
sound
never
escaped
his
lips
;
turning
inward
and
inward
,
it
fell
down
in
his
darkness
like
a
stone
in
a
well
.
He
took
a
single
blundering
step
backward
,
bearing
his
heels
clack
on
the
white
hexagonal
tiles
,
and
at
the
same
moment
his
urine
broke
,
spilling
effortlessly
out
of
him
.
The
woman
was
sitting
up
.
Still
grinning
,
her
huge
marble
eyes
fixed
on
him
,
she
was
sitting
up
.
Her
dead
palms
made
squittering
noises
on
the
porcelain
.
Her
breasts
swayed
like
ancient
cracked
punching
bags
.
There
was
the
minute
sound
of
breaking
ice
shards
.
She
was
not
breathing
.
She
was
a
corpse
,
and
dead
long
years
.
Danny
turned
and
ran
.
Bolting
through
the
bathroom
door
,
his
eyes
starting
from
their
sockets
,
his
hair
on
end
like
the
hair
of
a
hedgehog
about
to
be
turned
into
a
sacrificial
(
croquet
?
or
rogue
?
)
ball
,
his
mouth
open
and
soundless
.
He
ran
full
-
tilt
into
the
outside
door
of
217
,
which
was
now
closed
.
He
began
hammering
on
it
,
far
beyond
realizing
that
it
was
unlocked
,
and
he
had
only
to
turn
the
knob
to
let
himself
out
.
His
mouth
pealed
forth
deafening
screams
that
were
beyond
human
auditory
range
.
He
could
only
hammer
on
the
door
and
hear
the
dead
woman
coming
for
him
,
bloated
belly
,
dry
hair
,
outstretched
hands
-
something
that
had
lain
slain
in
that
tub
for
perhaps
years
,
embalmed
there
in
magic
.
