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           Hefeltwatchedjustthesame.

           Helookedatthepeepholeinthecenterofthedoorandwonderedwhatwouldhappenifheapproachedit,staredintoft.Whatwouldhebeeyeballtoeyeballwith?

           Hisfeetweremoving

           (feetsdon’tfailmenow)

           beforeherealizedit.Heturnedthemawayfromthedoorandwalkeddowntothemainhall,hisfeetwhisperingontheblue-blackjunglecarpet.Hestoppedhalfwaytothestairsandlookedatthefireextinguisher.Hethoughtthatthefoldsofcanvaswerearrangedinaslightlydifferentmanner.Andhewasquitesurethatthebrassnozzlehadbeenpointingtowardtheelevatorwhenhecameupthehall.Nowitwaspointingtheotherway.

           "Ididn’tseethatatall,"JackTorrancesaidquiteclearly.Hisfacewaswhiteandhaggardandhismouthkepttryingtogrin.

           Buthedidn’ttaketheelevatorbackdown.Itwastoomuchlikeanopenmouth.Toomuchbyhalf.Hetookthestairs.

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