*** he took me into the dressing room , which was fine . three weeks have passed without seeing him , hearing from him-and yet he 's in my mind , embedded in my skin , deep in my heart . she knew he would lock whomever she brought back inside this place . *** the early morning charged upward too fast , time slipping away . the words poured out of her as she took another long drag off her smoke . he begged me for the gift of mercy , but i am sworn not to kill again . 