The policemen had just left, the leg of lamb was gone and somehow she felt as if a circle was completed. From now on, she was going to live a new life. A lonely life maybe, but without lies. She wiped the tears off her face and stood up, a sudden movement in the living room caught her eye. A moment she hesitated, and then walked slowly against the point where she thought she’d seen something. Then, with a scream that almost torn her mind apart her husband rose up from the floor, with eyes wide open she fell to the floor, unconscious.

Ten years had passed, and still she didn’t regret her actions. Not even the abortion of her child. Murder, had her catholic father screamed when she told him. And that was the end of her contact with him. Ten long years without her family, sometimes she missed them. Sometimes not. Mary looked at the clock, half past five. In about an hour her alarm clock would go off with a loud beeping sound. She thought she could hear the paperboy delivering today’s paper. A key made a metallic sound as it unlocked the door. She could hear footsteps in the living room. Someone opened the door to the bedroom, blinded by the light from the room outside she could only see the silhouette of a man. As he closed the door everything went black.

With a scream she opened her eyes and found herself in a bedroom. She leaned against the clock, a quarter to three. Must be night she thought, but somewhere inside her a little voice shouted it wasn’t, and she was late for her work in the store. Afraid that the voice was right she got up and removed the curtains from the window. The sun shone with a bright glow. Without wasting a second more she speeded to the kitchen, grabbing a piece of bread and a glass of water. Continued to the bathroom and took a quick shower. After some more minutes of preparation she exited the house and ran off. The store was just some blocks away, maybe she could make it. Just a little faster she thought and pushed herself to the limit of how fast she was able to run. As she got closer to the store she noticed how the sky was getting darker and darker. Mary turned left and the store was just a couple of meters away. She flung the door open and ran in. As she did the world turned pitch black, the only visible thing was a bright glowing, angelic figure. It slowly walked towards her, then suddenly stopped and said something. Even though it was barely more than a whisper she could hear it as if he was shouting.
- One more, for us both.
His face turned into an expression of deepest pain, and she realised what the words meant. She also sensed a nod, no head or face, just the feeling of something... boundless.

The alarm clock beeped in a high pitch tone as she woke up. What a horrible dream she had, outside the sun was already shining. She walked into the kitchen and screamed in shock, on the table was of a frozen leg of lamb, dripping of blood. Human blood. She backed into the living room and felt something against her back, something cold and squishy. She turned around and stared into the eyes of her former husband. Impossible, she thought, her brain in such a trauma it locked the whole body. She didn’t run, neither did she scream.
- The Twisting Nether want a complete circle, not a half one, he said with a faint voice.

Some days later a neighbour found her dead body lying in the living room, as he came over wondering if he could borrow a can of milk. He found her strangely clinging like to a piece of lambmeat as if her life depended on not letting go.