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In the Basement

           Hefanciedhecouldalmostseethesidesoftheoldpatchedandweldedboilerheavingoutwiththelethalstrain.

           (Shecreeps…I’dbescaredtocomedownandstandnexttoheratahundredandeighty…)

           Suddenlyacoldandtemptinginnervoicespoketohim.

           (Letitgo.GogetWendyandDannyandgetthefuckoutofhere.Letitblowsky-high.)

           Hecouldvisualizetheexplosion.Adoublethunderclapthatwouldfirstriptheheartfromthisplace,thenthesoul.Theboilerwouldgowithanorangevioletflashthatwouldrainhotandburningshrapnelalloverthecellar.Inhismindhecouldseetheredhottrinketsofmetalcareeningfromfloortowallstoceilinglikestrangebilliardballs,whistlingjaggeddeaththroughtheair.Someofthem,surely,wouldwhizzrightthroughthatstonearch,lightontheoldpapersontheotherside,andtheywouldburnmerryhell.Destroythesecrets,burntheclues,it’samysterynolivinghandwilleversolve.Thenthegasexplosion,agreatrumblingcrackleofflame,agiantpilotlightthatwouldturnthewholecenterofthehotelintoabroiler.StairsandhallwaysandceilingsandroomsaflamelikethecastleinthelastreelofaFrankensteinmovie.Theflamespreadingintothewings,hurryinguptheblack-and-blue-twinedcarpetslikeeagerguests.Thesilkwallpapercharringandcurling.Therewerenosprinklers,onlythoseoutmodedhosesandnoonetousethem.Andtherewasn’tafireengineintheworldthatcouldgetherebeforelateMarch.

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