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Marnie again woke with a absolute certainly that someone had just pounded on her apartment door. Her eyes locked onto the alarm clock next to her and she lay frozen, waiting for confirmation of her worst fears. | Five minutes of silence—nothing at the door. Suddenly a crash of metal and glass shot her sight toward the window. Her heart pounding, she ran to it and saw a fallen trash can through the pane. She sighed as her cold toes carried her back to bed.

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