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Believing she had no choice, Stacy attacked. She came in low and went up.
The gun fire, plowing several holes into the upper section of the door.
The man swung at her, cracking a good one across her nose. Stacy swung back, fists pistoning. But the blow rattled her and things greyed out. She knew that she must keep swinging. Several of her blows hit nothing, but several more hit flesh. Unfortunately, for each blow she landed, the man landed one and he was much better then this. Stacy drooped against something. Cold...bumpy...the fridge! She ducked and pushed out the top door. CLONK! Things ungrayed enough for Stacy to see. The man was leaning against the oven. Blood poured down his face. Both eyes were swollen. Stacy felt no better. The gun was gone, knocked away in the fight. "KILL." the man muttered, then spat out a tooth. Stacy saw something on the counter. Sharp. A paring knife. She grabbed it and...
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