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Nort
twitched
the
third
time
the
man
in
black
went
across
.
A
sound
went
through
the
watchers
-
a
grunt
-
and
then
they
were
silent
.
The
man
in
black
threw
his
head
back
and
howled
.
His
chest
moved
in
a
quick
,
shallow
rhythm
as
he
sucked
air
.
He
began
to
go
back
and
forth
at
a
faster
clip
,
pouring
over
Nort
’
s
body
like
water
poured
from
one
glass
to
another
glass
.
The
only
sound
in
the
room
was
the
tearing
rasp
of
his
respiration
and
the
rising
pulse
of
the
storm
.
Nort
drew
a
deep
,
dry
breath
.
His
hands
rattled
and
pounded
aimlessly
on
the
table
.
Sheb
screeched
and
exited
.
One
of
the
women
followed
him
.
The
man
in
black
went
across
once
more
,
twice
,
thrice
.
The
whole
body
was
vibrating
now
,
trembling
and
rapping
and
twitching
.
The
smell
of
rot
and
excrement
and
decay
billowed
up
in
choking
waves
.
His
eyes
opened
.
Alice
felt
her
feet
propelling
her
backward
.
She
struck
the
mirror
,
making
it
shiver
,
and
blind
panic
took
over
.
She
bolted
like
a
steer
.
"
I
’
ve
given
into
you
,
"
the
man
in
black
called
after
her
,
panting
.
"
Now
you
can
sleep
easy
.
Even
that
isn
’
t
irreversible
.
Although
it
’
s
.
.
.
so
.
.
.
goddamned
.
.
.
funny
!
"
And
he
began
to
laugh
again
,
The
sound
faded
as
she
raced
up
the
stairs
,
not
stopping
until
the
door
to
the
three
rooms
above
the
bar
was
bolted
.
She
began
to
giggle
then
,
rocking
back
and
forth
on
her
haunches
by
the
door
.
The
sound
rose
to
a
keening
wail
that
mixed
with
the
wind
.
Downstairs
,
Nort
wandered
absently
out
into
the
storm
to
pull
some
weed
.
The
man
in
black
,
now
the
only
patron
of
the
bar
,
watched
him
go
,
still
grinning
.
When
she
forced
herself
to
go
back
down
that
evening
,
carrying
a
lamp
in
one
hand
and
a
heavy
stick
of
stove
-
wood
in
the
other
,
the
man
in
black
was
gone
,
rig
and
all
.
But
Nort
was
there
,
sitting
at
the
table
by
the
door
as
if
he
had
never
been
away
.
