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no response came from the door  .     and despite his efforts  ,     the kingpin’s pleas went unheeded  .     no degree of silence would allow  its  movement to be heard  ,     for it moved as it wished  ,     where  it wished  ,     within the boundaries of no human mind  .               hi  ,     walter  ,              it crooned  ,     its voice now laced in the woman’s particular intonations  .     it was stood in there with walter  ,     by the door  .     the closed door  .     the door that had made no noise  ,     had shown no sign of opening  .               what are you doing  ,     walter  ?     ’

her eyes  ,     stalwart and dim  ,     stared up at him  ,     without reason or purpose  .     she was just  staring  ,      blankly  .     if he had focused  ,     he’d have seen what looked like light incisions    ;     thin lines rising from the corners of her mouth  ,     through her eyes and up to her forehead  .          ‘     hope you’re not keeping  secrets  ,     walter  .     bad to keep secrets from your wife  ,     walter  .     ’          she—it—stepped closer  ,     the skin of her lips rising to resemble a smile  ,     her teeth displayed in their gummy entirety  .          ‘     how’s  jesse  ,     walt  ?     still sad after you killed jane  ,     is he  ?     ’

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a  split  -  second  of  alleviation  is  immediately overridden  with  terror  as  his  leading  nightmares  come  to  fruition .  there  was  something  different  about  her ,  something  off    ──    clearly  he  had  hallucinated  her  entrance  into  their  daughter’s  room ,  yet  the  ambience  was  unlike  anything  he’s  ever  sensed  in  their  past  engagements .
the  fear  amplifies  within  him ,  and  it’s  almost  as  if  she’s  feeding  off  of  it .            skyler ,  how  the  hell  did  you    ──                

he’s  constrained  on  his  knees  now  nearly  pleading  for  the  clemency  he  consistently  spurns  his  adversaries  of .  dew  canvasses  his  cheeks   (  sweat ?  tears ?  likely  a  combination  of  both  )   only  fortifying  his  TERROR    ──    but  he’d  be  damned  if  he  let  her  indiscretions  ruin  this  family .            skyler ,  please .  you  need  to  calm  down ,  you  have  no  idea  what  you’re  saying !  don’t  you  hear  how  crazy  this  all  sounds ?  let’s  just  go  into  the  living  room ,  and  we  can  talk  about  this .              his  voice  is  trembling  with  horror ;  the  great  heisenberg ,  once  capable  of  instilling  fear  in  almost  any  craven  of  his  choosing ,  has  withered  into  nothing  more  than  a  submissive  coward .