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185numbers was now acting as a female%u2014Jennifer said, %u201cBack in a moment. Just need to pop upstairs for a wee. I won%u2019t be long and I pick the Dean and George.%u201dShe went upstairs, out the back, through the yard and straight into the Nag%u2019s Head, under the pretence she was passing by and needed to use the loo. She asked the barman if she could use it, and he pointed and said something. She pretended not to have heard him properly, bending over the bar to get her head closer to him above the loud music, and deliberately causing her skirt to rise up high, revealing the bottom straps of a suspender belt clipped onto seamed stockings.As soon as she had walked in, she had realised there were no women in the place. It was filled with ugly men, all overweight, swigging back pints of beer, and the worse dregs of human society. They had all looked at her. She recognised Jack Hornsby straight away, as he had a sign around his neck which celebrated his release. It read, %u2018Twenty scores achieved. Free to score again.%u2019She entered one door, down a short corridor, past the men%u2019s toilet and into the ladies. It was a right shithole. The one cubicle had a door off its hinges and the toilet bowl was full of shit, piss and toilet paper up to its top. It obviously connected to a blocked drain, she thought. She went to the sink and pretended to be tidying her hair and rinsing her hands. She was trembling with excitement as she knew well what was likely to happen. But nothing did. She waited longer, wanting that door to fly open, and a dozen guys to come in and ravage her. But it remained shut.Greatly disappointed, she left, walked out through the pub, noticing it seemed quiet... subdued even. She turned right back towards the funeral shop, passed the alley dividing it from the pub, where bottles and can%u2019s had been hurled down it and with its ground and walls reeking of piss, and that%u2019s when it happened.A large sweaty hand suddenly clamped around her mouth, and she was yanked backwards down into the dim alley, away from the glow of the amber streetlights. She was excited at the sudden shock and risk of danger as a gruff voice said. %u201cI have a knife. If you scream when I remove my hand, I will gut you and fuck you as you bleed to death.%u201dThe Undertaker