She awakened with a gasp, cold, wet and naked. Scrambling to stand in the shower stall, she tripped over the woman’s corpse strangled at her feet. Sprayed by water long since drained of warmth, a melancholy face —empty of life — was the only witness to her christening.
A scream and the sound of shattering glass awakened the neighbors. The police were summoned. A murderer was arrested. But sobbing pleas were unheard as they removed the victim’s body. When the lights went out, she remained crouched and weeping on broken shards in the bathroom.
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