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Lacey Quinn ran, ran as fast as her racing heart beat. There was no difference now, she had made a mistake and was paying for it, not with her own life, but with her lover's life. She wished she could recall her harsh and untrue words...

"you're just another cold and ruthless man that cannot bleed the blood you have, cannot speak kindly with the voice you have, and cannot love thoes with your brass-steel heart!"

Her breath came out in rasps, her legs ached, and her heart gave an uneasy sqeeze, keeping her on her feet. She couldn't stop, not now, not ever.

The cheap wooden doors were an arms length away, yet she could not reach them. She faintly heard screeches of laughter within the bar, but could not get in.

Her footing slipped, and her world turned up-side-down. She found herself face to face with her killer, a knife just barely touching the skin of her neck. She thought it would be over then, all over...