“Miss
Shirl,” he said, “I don’t want you to come in but I think it would be for the
best if you just took a look in the bedroom.”
She was afraid now, knowing something was terribly wrong, but she
followed him obediently, through the living room and into the bedroom.
It
was strange, she thought that she was just standing there, doing nothing when
she heard the scream, until she realized that it was her own voice, that she
was the one who was screaming.
(from Make Room!
Make Room! by Harry Harrison)
7½*/10.
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