Date: 2022-09-19 07:40 am (UTC)
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Erin puts the last knife away with a deliberate calm, and then she stands.

"Excuse me. I'll be. Directly back."

She slips out the door. Her heavy boots can be heard against the deck, and then an impact, hard and sharp on the wall.

Silence.

And then into that silence, long and screaming sobs of impotent rage and all-consuming sorrow.
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