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           Therodstartedtopressintohisbackalmostimmediately,andLouiswasthinkinghewouldbeawakehalfthenightwhenhefellasleep.Hefellasleeprestinguncomfortablyonhissideinthehide-a-bed,butwhenhewokeuphewas...

           ...intheburyinggroundbeyondthePetSemataryagain.Thistimehewasalone.HehadkilledChurchhimselfthistimeandthenhaddecidedforsomereasontobringhimbacktolifeasecondtime.Godknewwhy;Louisdidn’t.HehadburiedChurchdeeperthistime,though,andChurchcouldn’tdighiswayout.Louiscouldhearthecatcryingsomewhereundertheearth,makingasoundlikeaweepingchild.Thesoundcameupthroughtheporesoftheground,throughitsstonyfleshthesoundandthesmell,thatawfulsickish-sweetsmellofrotanddecay.Justbreathingitinmadehischestfeelheavy,asifaweightwasonit.

           Thecrying...thecrying...

           ...thecryingwasstillgoingon...

           ...andtheweightwasstillonhischest.

           "Louis!"ItwasRachelandshesoundedalarmed."Louiscanyoucome?"

           Shesoundedmorethanalarmed;shesoundedscared,andthecryinghadachoked,desperatequalitytoit.ItwasGage.

           HeopenedhiseyesandstaredintoChurch’sgreenish-yelloweyes.Theywerelessthanfourinchesfromhisown.Thecatwasonhischest,neatlycurleduptherelikesomethingfromtheoldwives"taleofbreath-stealing.Thestinkcameoffitinslow,noxiouswaves.Itwaspurring.

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