"I don't want to be that," she said... and then ... and then he was being pushed. Pushed in a way he thought he'd left behind forever. Panic seized Norman as he took the backseat in his own mind again, and the woman he'd been holding actually melted into his torso like - well, like a shade. But he wasn't in any position to be logical or rational.

NO. PLEASE - PLEASE DON'T-- NOT AGAIN, PLEASE....!