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"
Look
out
for
me
.
Yes
,
"
he
said
,
"
you
did
.
"
She
reached
out
a
finger
,
stroked
him
above
his
left
eyebrow
.
"
You
’
re
hurt
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
’
m
okay
,
"
he
said
.
He
opened
a
metal
door
in
the
wall
.
It
swung
open
slowly
.
There
was
a
four
-
foot
drop
to
the
ground
,
and
he
swung
himself
down
to
what
felt
like
gravel
.
He
picked
up
Laura
by
the
waist
,
swung
her
down
,
as
he
used
to
swing
her
,
easily
,
without
a
second
thought
…
The
moon
came
out
from
behind
a
thick
cloud
.
It
was
low
on
the
horizon
,
ready
to
set
,
but
the
light
it
cast
onto
the
snow
was
enough
to
see
by
.
They
had
emerged
from
what
turned
out
to
be
the
black
-
painted
metal
car
of
a
long
freight
train
,
parked
or
abandoned
in
a
woodland
siding
.
The
series
of
cars
went
on
as
far
as
he
could
see
,
into
the
trees
and
away
.
Of
course
he
had
been
on
a
train
.
He
should
have
known
.
"
How
the
hell
did
you
find
me
here
?
"
he
asked
his
dead
wife
.
She
shook
her
head
slowly
,
amused
.
"
You
shine
like
a
beacon
in
a
dark
world
,
"
she
told
him
.
"
It
wasn
’
t
that
hard
.
Now
,
"
she
told
him
,
"
you
need
to
go
.
Just
go
.
Go
as
far
and
as
fast
as
you
can
.
Don
’
t
use
your
credit
cards
and
you
should
be
fine
.
"
"
Where
should
I
go
?
"
