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the way I wedged it would prevent them from turning the key from the other side. They needed to turn the key to push it out.
    Exhausted, I slumped onto the bed. As soon as my head touched the pillow, I was asleep.

5.    Vampire
     
    I woke up feeling great. I bounced out of the bed as if on springs and checked the chair. It was still propped against the door exactly where I’d left it. I moved the chair, removed the key and put an ear to the keyhole. The place was a quiet as a church at midnight. Putting key and chair back in place I went to the full length mirror on the wall and took a good look at myself.
    My clothes looked as though I had slept in them, which wasn’t too surprising. The less than pleasant odor that wafted from them suggested that they and I needed a good wash. There were a few blood stains down my tee-shirt, which I found gross because I knew they were mine. If they’d been the other guy’s they wouldn’t have bothered me in the slightest.
    I examined my face for marks or bruises. Not a single blemish, I could have been a model prepared for a photo-shoot. I knew my lower lip had been cut the night before; but even when I pulled it down and stared closely, there was no sign of a cut, recent or otherwise. I must heal fast.
    Which brought up the question of what time it was. The curtains were drawn and there was neither light nor sound coming from their direction. I opened them, which proved of no help at all. The windows had been painted black from the outside. Whoever had done it had done a bang up job because nothing showed through. Putting my hand to the glass didn’t help as the windows were double glazed. Otherwise, I might have been able to tell if the sun shone on the other side by how hot they were
    I searched the place quickly. There was an en-suite bathroom with all mod cons including a heated towel rail. No windows or clock in there though.
    There were no convenient clocks by the bed. I switched on the TV and was greeted with a blue screen. Finding the remote control I flipped through all the channels and all the options but there was nothing to see. The Don must have had the feed switched off.
    Hunger told me nothing except that it had been far too long since I’d eaten. My guess was that it was early in the morning. This being based on the lack of people banging on the door, but it was still only a guess.
    Well, that left only one thing to do. Wash my smalls and take a shower.
    Jeans take forever to dry and a quick shake got rid of most of the dust sliding on the floor had put on them. They’d do as they were. Stripping off the rest of my clothes I put them in the sink and used the soap dispenser in the shower to stir up a froth and hopefully dislodge the dirt. After five minutes of rubbing I gave up on the blood stains on the tee-shirt. Hopefully they’d fade a bit as the shirt dried.
    I whipped the towels off the heated rail and after wringing the clothes as best I could, shook them out and hung them on the rail. The thought occurred to me that I was a surprisingly domestic person. Who’d have thought?
    I luxuriated in the hot water of the shower. My body tingled appreciatively as the water beat down on me. Unfortunately the shower head was fixed to the wall so I couldn’t use it the way I’d like. I turned the thing off and shook myself dry like a dog before using a towel to finish the process.
    My knickers were dry on the places the rail had touched. I turned them over carefully to finish the job and went to admire myself in the full length mirror. I still looked hot, but then I expected nothing less.
    The carpet sensually pushing between my toes told me this was a real place and not some insane dream. Since the moment I’d got up I’d pretty much known it, but this was the moment I admitted it to myself. The fog that had clouded my brain since I woke in The Metrow was gone. This place was real, the danger was real and I was in serious trouble. I smiled. I couldn’t have