Which in real life is rarely the best tactic in a tight situation, no matter how many times you see it on the trideo. The snoring—or whatever—is steady and deep. There’s a kind of hitching sound—more like a bubbling click, actually—after the exhalation and before the inhalation, and from way out of left field the thought suddenly strikes me that that’s exactly where the breathing’s going to eventually stop. Breathe out, click ... and nothing at all, ever again. I shove that thought away violently, and slowly open the door with my left hand. The H & K’s ready and the wire’s humming, ready to pop anything that threatens me.