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"
I
guess
I
know
that
.
Cheer
up
.
Maybe
it
’
s
nothing
.
"
"
Maybe
.
"
"
The
appointment
’
s
at
two
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
Let
’
s
leave
the
bedroom
door
open
,
Wendy
.
"
"
I
want
to
.
But
I
think
he
’
ll
sleep
through
now
.
"
But
he
didn
’
t
.
*
*
*
Boom
…
boom
…
boomboomBOOMBOOM
-
He
fled
the
heavy
,
crashing
,
echoing
sounds
through
twisting
,
mazelike
corridors
,
his
bare
feet
whispering
over
a
deep
-
pile
jungle
of
blue
and
black
.
Each
time
he
heard
the
roque
mallet
smash
into
the
wall
somewhere
behind
him
he
wanted
to
scream
aloud
.
But
he
mustn
’
t
.
He
mustn
’
t
.
A
scream
would
give
him
away
and
then
