As night closed inexorably in, the sounds from the other boarders faded into an uneasy quiet. Dani sat curled in a semi-fetal position against the rusted headboard with Peg’s gun nearby, her ears tuned for some indication the bathroom was free. Not that she was sure she had the nerve to step into a shower in this Bates Motel clone, no matter how bad she longed to rid her hair of its many colors and thick coating of hair gel.
With no sensation of passing into sleep, Dani found herself back in the hallway of the safe house, only this time it was lined with doors, hundreds of them glowing faintly in a dark, drifting fog. With that peculiar certainty of dreams, she knew Dark Lord was behind one of them. The realization had barely formed in her mind, when one of the doors began to open. She tu
