The Explosion

           Halloranncouldneverbesureoftheprogressionofthingsafterthat.Herememberedthattheelevatorhadgonedownandpastthemwithoutstopping,andsomethinghadbeeninside.Buthemadenoattempttotrytoseeinthroughthesmalldiamond-shapedwindow,becausewhatwasintheredidnotsoundhuman.Amomentlatertherewererunningfootstepsonthestairs.WendyTorranceatfirstshrankbackagainsthimandthenbegantostumbledownthemaincorridortothestairsasfastasshecould.

           "Danny!Danny!Oh,thankGod!ThankGod!"

           Sheswepthimintoahug,groaningwithjoyaswellasherpain.

           (Danny.)

           Dannylookedathimfromhismother’sarms,andHallorannsawhowtheboyhadchanged.Hisfacewaspaleandpinched,hiseyesdarkandfathomless.Helookedasifhehadlostweight.Lookingatthetwoofthemtogether,Hallorannthoughtitwasthemotherwholookedyounger,inspiteoftheterriblebeatingshehadtaken.

           (Dick-wehavetogo-run-theplace-it’sgoingto)

           PictureoftheOverlook,flamesleapingoutofitsroof.Bricksrainingdownonthesnow.Clangoffirebells…notthatanyfiretruckwouldbeabletogetupheremuchbeforetheendofMarch.MostofallwhatcamethroughinDanny’sthoughtwasasenseofurgentimmediacy,afeelingthatitwasgoingtohappenatanytime.

           "Allright,"Hallorannsaid.Hebegantomovetowardthetwoofthemandatfirstitwaslikeswimmingthroughdeepwater.