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"
You
better
start
taking
us
seriously
,
"
said
Wood
.
"
Woody
’
s
got
a
point
there
,
sir
,
"
said
Stone
.
"
Think
about
it
.
"
The
door
slammed
closed
behind
them
.
Shadow
wondered
if
they
would
turn
out
the
light
,
but
they
didn
’
t
,
and
it
blazed
into
the
room
like
a
cold
eye
.
Shadow
crawled
across
the
floor
to
the
yellow
foam
-
rubber
pad
and
climbed
onto
it
,
pulling
the
thin
blanket
over
himself
,
and
he
closed
his
eyes
,
and
he
held
on
to
nothing
,
and
he
held
on
to
dreams
.
Time
passed
.
He
was
fifteen
again
,
and
his
mother
was
dying
,
and
she
was
trying
to
tell
him
something
very
important
,
and
he
couldn
’
t
understand
her
.
He
moved
in
his
sleep
and
a
shaft
of
pain
moved
him
from
half
-
sleep
to
half
-
waking
,
and
he
winced
.
Shadow
shivered
under
the
thin
blanket
.
His
right
arm
covered
his
eyes
,
blocking
out
the
light
of
the
bulb
.
He
wondered
whether
Wednesday
and
the
others
were
still
at
liberty
,
if
they
were
even
still
alive
.
He
hoped
that
they
were
.
The
silver
dollar
remained
cold
in
his
left
hand
.
He
could
feel
it
there
,
as
it
had
been
during
the
beating
.
He
wondered
idly
why
it
did
not
warm
to
his
body
temperature
.
Half
-
asleep
,
now
,
and
half
-
delirious
,
the
coin
,
and
the
idea
of
Liberty
,
and
the
moon
,
and
Zorya
Polunochnaya
somehow
became
intertwined
in
one
woven
beam
of
silver
light
that
shone
from
the
depths
to
the
heavens
,
and
he
rode
the
silver
beam
up
and
away
from
the
heartache
and
the
fear
,
away
from
the
pain
and
,
blessedly
,
back
into
dreams
…
From
far
away
he
could
hear
some
kind
of
noise
,
but
it
was
too
late
to
think
about
it
:
he
belonged
to
sleep
now
.
A
half
-
thought
:
he
hoped
it
was
not
people
coming
to
wake
him
up
,
to
hit
him
or
to
shout
at
him
.
And
then
,
he
noticed
with
pleasure
,
he
was
really
asleep
,
and
no
longer
cold
.
Somebody
somewhere
was
shouting
for
help
,
in
his
dream
or
out
of
it
.
