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the whole time? And we were just sitting in here?”
    Spade pulled the window up, the cords in his neck straining. “Whatever, man. I’m fuckin’ scared, aight. Ain’t thinkin’ straight. We goin’ or what?” He tossed the bag through, climbed out, held out his hand for Chris.
    “Yeah…yeah, okay.” Chris took Spade’s hand, and just as he was being pulled, the door exploded inward behind him, showering wooden shrapnel all over the bedroom.
    Chris turned his head in time to see the woman with the throat eye scuttle over the barricade. She aimed the oversized eyeball toward them which peered at them and blinked. “Boo.”
    “ Oh, fuck! ” Chris clambered to get through the window, the fat padding his torso weighing him down, scraping against the metal window frame.
    “Come on, man. What the fuck’re you doin’?” Spade continued to pull, leaning back into it, but only managed to hurt Chris more.
    “Ow! I’m tryin’, goddamnit!” With a surge of adrenaline, he pushed his way through, tearing the flesh of his right love handle over the thin metal. “Ahh! Shit! ”
    He dropped headfirst from the window, plopped down onto the concrete of the hallway kicking his legs and grimacing. Blood stained his shirt, and some of it had splashed over the metal window frame.
    “You all right?” Spade grabbed him by the armpits and hoisted him up.
    Chris winced, bared his teeth. “Fucking…nghhh, cut myself. But I’m fine…let’s get the fuck outta here.”
    A wave of hellish flesh poured into the bedroom from the shattered door, and as Chris gave it one last glance, Eye Throat poked her upside-down head into the window, bared her mouthful of razors at him.
    “There is no escape from the Master. There is only-” The creature shrieked then, smoke rising from her backwards hands on the windowsill. There was a sizzling sound like eggs on a frying pan, and the woman’s baritone voice slowly transformed into a feminine squeal. The eyeball in her throat spun wildly, then bulged out, rolled out of the ragged wound and plopped to the cement like a gelatinous bowling ball. Black liquid poured from it as it deflated. The woman’s body fell limp in the window, the gash in her throat ripping wider as her head hung backward. The sharp and jagged teeth fell from her mouth and tinkled to the ground like broken glass, leaving bleeding gaps and holes in her gums.
    “What the fuck…” Chris could only stare, and he saw that the demons behind her could only do the same, reluctant to make their way through the same window. Their red eyes ignited the bedroom.
    “Come on, nigga. Let’s get the fuck outta Dodge!”
    Spade grabbed Chris by the shoulder, and though his side ached and joined his hands in oozing blood, he allowed the man to pull him away and they stumbled down the hall toward the parking lot.
     
    ***
     
    “What in the fuck…” Todd stood at the top of the stairwell, staring down at Paul who had paused midstride. The driver turned his neck slowly, eyes perfect circles in his head, and glanced at Todd.
    “I don’t know…you think someone’s in trouble or something?”
    Why did I hire this guy again?
    The noise was clearly a woman screaming, but there was something else, a sort of deep growl-like sound that Todd couldn’t pinpoint. Like a bear pissing out a kidney stone.
    Now all he could hear was a wet sizzling sound, and he thought about just jumping back into Chris’s apartment and locking the door.
    “Why don’t you go check it out?”
    “Fuck that…sir. That shit doesn’t sound right, man.” Paul was already on his way back up the stairs to join Todd.
    “Oh, for fuck’s sake.” Todd pulled his coke vial out, noted it was close to empty-which wasn’t a problem since he still had an ounce at home-and tapped some powder into his pinkie nail. “Here, sniff some courage into your face.”
    Paul bit his lip, eyed Todd’s finger, then turned and looked down the stairs, then back at the coke-filled