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On the Stairs

           ButtoDannyitwasonlythesoundofthehotel,theoldmonster,creakingsteadilyandevermorecloselyaroundthem:hallsthatnowstretchedbackthroughtimeaswellasdistance,hungryshadows,unquietguestswhodidnotresteasy.

           Inthedarkenedballroomtheclockunderglassstruckseven-thirtywithasinglemusicalnote.

           Ahoarsevoice,madebrutalwithdrink,shouted:"Unmaskandlet’sfuck!"

           Wendy,halfwayacrossthelobby,jerkedtoastandstill.

           ShelookedatDannyonthestairs,stilltossingtheballfromhandtohand."Didyoubearsomething?"

           Dannyonlylookedatherandcontinuedtotosstheballfromhandtohand.

           Therewouldbelittlesleepforthemthatnight,althoughtheyslepttogetherbehindalockeddoor.

           Andinthedark,hiseyesopen,Dannythought:

           (Hewantstobeoneofthemandliveforever.That’swhathewants.)

           Wendythought:

           (IfIhaveto,I’lltakehimfurtherup.Ifwe’regoingtodieI’dratherdoitinthemountains.)

           Shehadleftthebutcherknife,stillwrappedinthetowel,underthebed.Shekeptherhandclosetoit.Theydozedoffandon.Thehotelcreakedaroundthem.Outsidesnowhadbeguntospitdownfromaskylikelead.

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