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(
The
razor
blade
,
that
’
s
why
.
)
Her
blond
hair
,
now
dank
and
matted
,
hung
in
her
eyes
.
She
brushed
it
away
and
her
ribs
stabbed
inside
,
making
her
groan
.
Now
she
saw
a
field
of
blue
and
white
mattress
,
spotted
with
blood
.
Her
blood
,
or
maybe
Jack
’
s
.
Either
way
it
was
still
fresh
.
She
hadn
’
t
been
out
long
.
And
that
was
important
because
-
(
?
Why
?
)
Because
-
It
was
the
insectile
,
buzzing
sound
of
the
motor
that
she
remembered
first
.
For
a
moment
she
fixed
stupidly
on
the
memory
,
and
then
in
a
single
vertiginous
and
nauseating
swoop
,
her
mind
seemed
to
pan
back
,
showing
her
everything
at
once
.
Hallorann
.
It
must
have
been
Hallorann
.
Why
else
would
Jack
have
left
so
suddenly
,
without
finishing
it
…
,
without
finishing
her
?
Because
he
was
no
longer
at
leisure
.
He
had
to
find
Danny
quickly
and
…
and
do
it
before
Hallorann
could
put
a
stop
to
it
.
Or
had
it
happened
already
?
She
could
hear
the
whine
of
the
elevator
rising
up
the
shaft
.
(
No
God
please
no
the
blood
the
blood
’
s
still
fresh
don
’
t
let
it
have
happened
already
)
