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She sits in the filthy bath-water, rocking back and forth.
She looks at her naked body, shining with drops of sweat.
Her mind runs blank as she hears his footsteps becoming louder
and louder as he drifts closer
and closer.
He flows along the ground, shimmery and smooth as mercury.
The bringer of freedom glides over to her door of flesh.
He lingers above the skin, waiting for the right moment.
"Knock knock," he whispers as he taps on the knob.
She knows who it is, she sees him every day.
Almost routinely, she gets up and looks through the peep-hole.
He stares back at her, rosy lips pulled back over white teeth.
His smile cradles her and his eyes stream hope into her soul.
She steps back from the door, clenching her fists, but then relaxing them.
"Who is it?" she breathes, a voice like honey.
She's not scared.
She's soothed, at peace.
Before he can reply, she makes up her mind and says her last words.
"Come in."
Right as those words depart from her lungs, she slips away, losing all touch with reality.
With life.
Her body melts into a crimson red, becoming one with the water.
He closes his eyes and falls through her, the flickering light from the single bulb above them glimmers off his skin.
He slowly dips back and forth under the water until finding his final resting place on the ceramic bottom of the tub.
Clink.
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