First Sentence

"The hammering on the door shot him into a fullness like a handgun going off in his facePeriods The young man scrambled for the dagger hunters pillow, stumbling to his bare on the icy FLOOR of the stone Wall. He had Ben dreaming of his parents, of his old home, and he cried his teeth against the usual Brunch of longing for everything he had lost: The farmhouse, his mother,The old life."