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The Elevator

           Abovethem,thebrassgaterattledback.Theelevatordoorthumpedopen,itthumpedopenbecauseitwastime,thetimehadcome,itwastimetosay

           (Goodnight…goodnight…yes,itwaslovely…no,ireallycan’tstayfortheunmasking…earlytobed,earlytorise…oh,wasthatSheila?…themonk?…isn’tthatwitty,Sheilacomingasamonk?…yes,goodnight…good)

           Thump.

           Gearsclashed.Themotorengaged.Thecarbegantowhinebackdown.

           "Jack,"shewhispered."Whatisit?What’swrongwithit?"

           "Ashortcircuit,"hesaid.Hisfacewaslikewood."Itoldyou,itwasashortcircuit."

           "Ikeephearingvoicesinmyhead!"shecried."Whatisit?What’swrong?IfeellikeI’mgoingcrazy!"

           "Whatvoices?"Helookedatherwithdeadlyblandness.

           SheturnedtoDanny."Didyou-?"

           Dannynoddedslowly."Yes.Andmusic.Likefromalongtimeago.Inmyhead."

           Theelevatorcarstoppedagain.Thehotelwassilent,creaking,deserted.Outside,thewindwhinedaroundtheeavesinthedarkness.

           "Maybeyouarebothcrazy,"Jacksaidconversationally."Idon’thearagoddamnedthingexceptthatelevatorhavingacaseoftheelectricalhiccups.Ifyoutwowanttohaveduethysterics,fine.Butcountmeout."

           Theelevatorwascomingdownagain.

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