#Chapter 312 – Reinforcements

Cora Hank and I are tangled in the sheets of my bed, talking softly to each other about nothing, when suddenly I hear a pounding on my door – a dangerous, feral, fervent sound. “What the hell is that,” Hank gasps, sitting up and whipping his head to look towards the front of my apartment. “I – I don’t know –“ I stutter, fear racing through me. The pounding halts for a moment and we both sit there, frozen, not knowing what to do. Then, suddenly, a voice breaks through the silence. “Cora!” it shouts, and my jaw drops a little because…well, because I know that voice. “Open the damn door, Cora!” “Oh my god,” I murmur, standing up and wrapping my naked body in my sheets – weirdly bashful in this moment. As I do, the pounding starts again. “Do you know who it is?” Hank asks, hurriedly getting out of bed and pulling his pants on. “Yes,” I breathe, quickly switching the sheets for my robe hanging on the back of my door and then rushing through the living room.