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In
a
room
on
the
second
floor
a
woman
lolled
in
her
tub
and
waited
for
visitors
.
In
the
Overlook
all
things
had
a
sort
of
life
.
It
was
as
if
the
whole
place
had
been
wound
up
with
a
silver
key
.
The
clock
was
running
.
The
clock
was
running
.
He
was
that
key
,
Danny
thought
sadly
.
Tony
had
warned
him
and
he
had
just
let
things
go
on
.
(
I
’
m
just
five
!
)
he
cried
to
some
half
-
felt
presence
in
the
room
.
(
Doesn
’
t
it
make
any
deference
that
I
’
m
just
five
?
)
There
was
no
answer
.
He
turned
reluctantly
back
to
the
clock
.
He
had
been
putting
it
off
,
hoping
that
something
would
happen
to
help
him
avoid
trying
to
call
Tony
again
,
that
a
ranger
would
come
,
or
a
helicopter
,
or
the
rescue
team
;
they
always
came
in
time
on
his
TV
programs
,
the
people
were
saved
.
On
TV
the
rangers
and
the
SWAT
squad
and
the
paramedics
were
a
friendly
white
force
counterbalancing
the
confused
evil
that
he
perceived
in
the
world
;
when
people
got
in
trouble
they
were
helped
out
of
it
,
they
were
fixed
up
.
They
did
not
have
to
help
themselves
out
of
trouble
.
(
Please
?
)
