Zed stayed where she was, her back now to the door as though she were glued to it, her eyes fixed in horror at the head.<br/>She could hear her heart beating in her chest, the swoosh of blood in her ears, even over Dog's constant low threatening growl as he placed himself between her and it.<br/>She had never been so scared or so horrified in all of her life.<br/>Her mouth dry, so dry that she had to gulp several times before she could speak and even then her voice was husky and broken.<br/>"What the fuck is going on?......Pigs shooting girls for no reason and then trying to kill me......"<br/>She paused, grimacing and having to turn her head as wild eyes from a dissembodied head fixed themselves on hers.<br/>"And  now...... OH Hell, I can't even put<em>THIS</em>one into words here......."<br/><br/>Then she remembered Michael, still slumped on the floor.<br/>"JEEZ.....Dan......Michael...you don't thinks he's dead as well do you?"<br/>Somehow she didn't really feel like moving to find out.