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The Apartment #124

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It was as if someone had slapped her across the face, the shock and the pain stunned her into stupefied inaction. The door hadn't hit her, but her cheek stung and her ears rang with the force of the blow that never was. Tears veiled her vision and she tasted blood inside her mouth.
Eyes wide and mouth agape she stared blankly at the slammed door. Behind her, Rick moaned. And from behind her, too, Timmy's voice:
"Don't go in there."
Fear clenched her stomach. Her eyes closed for a second. She opened them and turned to face her son.

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