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Sally had heard it all from her place in the closet. Once she was sure the men had left, she came out into the apartment. From a window, she watched them taking Finster away. He was stumbling along, obviously in pain. But she was safe for the time being. Yesterday, she would have been glad to have been found by somebody. But no longer. These men were cruel.

She wondered what they wanted with Finster. They had called him a murderer, but there was more to it than that. It sounded as if they wanted him for some kind of experiment, and her too. Finster was different. He hadn't seemed like a murderer at all to her. He could have told them where she was, and avoid a beating. But he didn't. She didn't like those men. And she didn't like that they had taken Finster. And now they knew about her as well. Sooner or later they would be back.

She had been frightened while they were there. She was still frightened. But she felt like she should do something to try and help Finster.
They had said they were going to the water plant. She knew where that was. Sally went to her aunt's dresser and opened the top drawer. She reached in, under the underwear, and found her aunt's 38. Sally had never had much experience with guns, but this one was simple enough. Point it, and pull the trigger. She hoped she wouldn't need to use it. She found her car keys, picked up her bag, and stepped into the hallway. She did not lock the door behind her.


*The Fuzz realizes that if someone were to actually read this stuff, they would be getting it sorta backwards. There is a link in the sidebar, "Finster", that will take one to another page with this mess in it's proper order.