Does Doctor Hoffman simply stand before my door and wait for me to open it?  At any point I desire to leave and attend to vital business, there she is: waiting.  Frankly, that’s as disturbing as anything the beast might reveal.

After navigating toward the front door, I heard Sarah’s song.  At last, my chance!  My turn!  But she eluded me once more.

If only I could see her and speak with her, all other concerns would melt away.



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