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Bellowing
,
angry
roar
.
Smell
of
blood
and
evergreen
.
He
fell
full
-
length
on
the
porch
,
sobbing
hoarsely
,
the
rich
,
metallic
taste
of
copper
in
his
mouth
.
His
heart
was
thundering
in
his
chest
.
There
was
a
small
trickle
of
blood
coming
from
his
nose
.
He
had
no
idea
how
long
he
lay
there
before
the
lobby
doors
flew
open
and
Jack
ran
out
,
wearing
just
his
jeans
and
a
pair
of
slippers
Wendy
was
behind
him
.
"
Danny
!
"
she
screamed
.
"
Doc
!
Danny
,
for
Christ
’
s
sake
!
What
’
s
wrong
?
What
happened
?
"
Daddy
was
helping
him
up
.
Below
the
knee
his
snowpants
were
ripped
open
.
Inside
,
his
woollen
ski
sock
had
been
ripped
open
and
his
calf
had
been
shallowly
scratched
…
as
if
he
had
tried
to
push
his
way
through
a
closely
grown
evergreen
hedge
and
the
branches
had
clawed
him
.
He
looked
over
his
shoulder
.
Far
down
the
lawn
,
past
the
putting
green
,
were
a
number
of
vague
,
snow
-
cowled
humps
.
The
hedge
animals
.
Between
them
and
the
playground
.
Between
them
and
the
road
.
His
legs
gave
way
.
Jack
caught
him
.
He
began
to
cry
.
