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It was still cold when Abby stepped out into the Ambulance bay, and it was also getting dark. She pulled her hood up and around her and walked on towards the El station. Susan watched her walk on and out of her sight, just to make sure that she was alright.
There was not much of a wait on the pretty crowded platform before the train came around the bend. After it came to a rest on the platform, Abby stepped aside and let people off, before jumping on and getting herself a seat. It was quite warm she thought, for the El anyway.
As the El approached her stop she got up and headed towards the doors. Off she got and headed off on the short walk to her apartment.
It was just starting to rain as she entered her building. She undid her jacket and took her hood down at the bottom of the stairs before heading up towards her apartment. She fumbled around with the keys for a moment before getting them in the lock, her hands were really cold, but hey she thought, she did live in Chicago!
Once inside, Abby closed the door behind her and dumped her bag on the floor and hung her jacket up on the hook on the wall. She walked over to the window, through the lounge, and saw that it was really heavy rain that was falling from a grey and black sky. Susan was really going to get soaked she thought.
She stood there for a few moments before heading over to the kitchen. She really was quite hungry. She bent down to look in the fridge and felt a twinge in her back, but ignored it. She got out some meat and butter, then went and got the loaf of bread.
"Why did I buy unsliced bread?" she said to herself out loud.
After leaving the bread on the cold, wooden chopping board, Abby filled up the kettle and switched it on. She then got out two mugs, one for her and one for Susan. Out came the spoons, coffee, sugar and tea.
After that she rummaged around in her cutlery drawer looking for a bread knife.
"I really need to tidy and organize this," she said.
"Here we go," she said and pulled out a bread knife, not too sharp, but it would do.
Abby unwrapped the bread and sat it on the chopping board. She picked up the knife and began slicing the bread and putting it onto a saucer.
One slice, two slices, three slices and then came the fourth. Abby was thinking about the day's events while doing this. She picked up the knife and forced it down into the bread, through that tough outer crust and into the soft centre. She was nearly through but then something happened.
She felt something, something different, it came from inside.
She felt this searing hot, yet chilling feeling. It rose up inside her and around her body.
The next thing she knew was that she was moving, staggering and trembling, up the hallway towards her bedroom.
She only saw two things – two colours – scarlet red and then total blackness.