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           Herbackandheadwerecockedatanangleagainstthewall.Shelookedlikeawomanwhohadgonetosleepwhilereadinginbed.

           Hewalkeddowntowardher.

           Hello,darling,hethought,youcamehome.

           Bloodhadsplashedthewallpaperinidiotshapes.Shehadbeenstabbedadozentimes,twodozen,whoknew?Hisscalpelhaddonethiswork.

           Suddenlyhesawher,reallysawher,andLouisCreedbegantoscream.

           Hisscreamsechoedandracketedshrillythroughthishousewherenowonlydeadlivedandwalked.Eyesbulging,facelivid,hairstandingonend,hescreamed;thesoundscamefromhisswollenthroatlikethebellsofhell,terribleshrieksthatsignaledtheendnotoflovebutofsanity;inhismindallthehideousimagesweresuddenlyunloosedatonce.VictorPascowdyingontheinfirmarycarpet,Churchcomingbackwithbitsofgreenplasticinhiswhiskers,Gage’sbaseballcaplyingintheroad,fullofblood,butmostofallthatthinghehadseennearLittleGodSwamp,thethingthathadpushedthetreeover,thethingwiththeyelloweyes,theWendigo,creatureofthenorthcountry,thedeadthingwhosetouchawakensunspeakableappetites.

           Rachelhadnotjustbeenkilled.

           Somethinghadbeen...somethinghadbeenather.

           (!CLICK!)

           Thatclickwasinhishead.

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