Even lights on timers do burn out sometimes, Ben thought as he struggled with his key in the dark. Finally, the key clicked and the door swung open.
He set his bag of burgers on the counter and pivoted toward the wall with the light switches.
A forearm covered his mouth and he felt metal against the side of his head.
He did not fight back as a foot swept …
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