Then it stops and a subtle throbbing, distant headphone-echo starts to build up again. The door to the bathroom opens on rusty hinges and slams into the wall with a loud bang, Penny at her finest. Swiping spittle from her chin and cheek, her forehead is damp, t-shirts near to soaking and the red stain on her right has brightened, if anything. She toes the door open again before it can close on her face