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"
Stop
it
,
"
he
said
.
"
It
’
s
over
.
"
"
No
,
"
Wendy
answered
,
and
gave
him
a
strange
,
restless
smile
.
"
It
’
s
not
over
.
"
She
went
out
to
make
tea
,
leaving
him
to
keep
watch
over
their
son
.
Jack
awoke
from
a
thin
and
uneasy
sleep
where
huge
and
ill
-
defined
shapes
chased
him
through
endless
snowfields
to
what
he
first
thought
was
another
dream
:
darkness
,
and
in
it
,
a
sudden
mechanical
jumble
of
noises
-
clicks
and
clanks
,
hummings
,
rattlings
,
snaps
and
whooshes
.
Then
Wendy
sat
up
beside
him
and
he
knew
it
was
no
dream
.
"
What
’
s
that
?
"
Her
hand
,
cold
marble
,
gripped
his
wrist
.
He
restrained
an
urge
to
shake
it
off
-
how
in
the
hell
was
he
supposed
to
know
what
it
was
?
The
illuminated
clock
on
his
nightstand
said
it
was
five
minutes
to
twelve
.
The
humming
sound
again
.
Loud
and
steady
,
varying
the
slightest
bit
.
Followed
by
a
clank
as
the
humming
ceased
.
A
rattling
bang
.
A
thump
.
Then
the
humming
resumed
.
It
was
the
elevator
.
Danny
was
sitting
up
.
"
Daddy
?
Daddy
?
"
His
voice
was
sleepy
and
scared
.
"
Right
here
,
doc
,
"
Jack
said
.
"
Come
on
over
and
jump
in
.
Your
mom
’
s
awake
,
too
.
"
