Mulberry pulls the trigger. There is a loud crack and a burst of smoke only slightly obscures her view. Several things then happen at once. The bullet goes straight through the stalk. Something slams on the piano keys. the blob drops to the floor, and the marionette collapses. The kickback is so strong the gun knocks back into her face.

The mare stumbles back slightly from shock and shakes her head until she stops seeing stars and pointing the gun around wildly.

The husband's body is laying on the piano, the ringing of which has started to fade. The marionette is still where it fell on the ground. It's parts are contorted uncannily on the floor. Finally, the blob is curled on the floor, not moving. A thick red liquid quickly pooling beneath it.

She suddenly realizes she is breathing heavily, and that she is shaking. Mulberry lowers her gun, and feeling the cold sweat on her forehead she wipes it away.







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