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He
carried
the
ladder
back
to
the
farmhouse
.
From
the
corner
of
his
eye
he
thought
he
saw
something
move
,
and
he
looked
in
through
the
window
,
into
the
dark
room
filled
with
broken
furniture
,
with
the
plaster
peeling
from
the
walls
,
and
for
a
moment
,
in
a
half
-
dream
,
he
imagined
that
he
saw
three
women
sitting
in
the
dark
parlor
.
One
of
them
was
knitting
.
One
of
them
was
staring
directly
at
him
.
One
of
them
appeared
to
be
asleep
.
The
woman
who
was
staring
at
him
began
to
smile
,
a
huge
smile
that
seemed
to
split
her
face
lengthwise
,
a
smile
that
crossed
from
ear
to
ear
.
Then
she
raised
a
finger
and
touched
it
to
her
neck
,
and
ran
it
gently
from
one
side
of
her
neck
to
the
other
.
That
was
what
he
thought
he
saw
,
all
in
a
moment
,
in
that
empty
room
,
which
contained
,
he
saw
at
a
second
glance
,
nothing
more
than
old
rotting
furniture
and
fly
-
spotted
prints
and
dry
rot
.
There
was
nobody
there
at
all
.
He
rubbed
his
eyes
.
Town
walked
back
to
the
brown
Ford
Explorer
and
climbed
in
.
He
tossed
the
stick
onto
the
white
leather
of
the
passenger
seat
.
He
turned
the
key
in
the
ignition
.
The
dashboard
clock
said
6
:
37
A
.
M
.
Town
frowned
,
and
checked
his
wristwatch
,
which
blinked
that
it
was
13
:
58
.
Great
,
he
thought
.
I
was
either
up
on
that
tree
for
eight
hours
,
or
for
minus
a
minute
.
That
was
what
he
thought
,
but
what
he
believed
was
that
both
timepieces
had
,
coincidentally
,
begun
to
misbehave
.
On
the
tree
,
Shadow
’
s
body
began
to
bleed
.
The
wound
was
in
his
side
.
The
blood
that
came
from
it
was
slow
and
thick
and
molasses
-
black
.
He
did
not
move
.
If
he
was
sleeping
,
he
did
not
wake
.
Clouds
covered
the
top
of
Lookout
Mountain
.
