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"
I
’
m
going
to
eat
you
,
little
boy
,
"
the
dogman
answered
,
and
suddenly
a
fusillade
of
barks
came
from
his
grinning
mouth
.
They
were
human
imitations
,
but
the
savagery
in
them
was
real
.
The
man
’
s
hair
was
dark
,
greased
with
sweat
from
his
confining
costume
.
There
was
a
mixture
of
scotch
and
champagne
on
his
breath
.
Danny
flinched
back
but
didn
’
t
run
.
"
Let
me
by
.
"
"
Not
by
the
hair
of
my
chinny
-
chin
-
chin
,
"
the
dogman
replied
.
His
small
red
eyes
were
fixed
attentively
on
Danny
’
s
face
.
He
continued
to
grin
.
"
I
’
m
going
to
eat
you
up
,
little
boy
.
And
I
think
I
’
ll
start
with
your
plump
little
cock
.
"
He
began
to
prance
skittishly
forward
,
making
little
leaps
and
snarling
.
Danny
’
s
nerve
broke
.
He
fled
back
into
the
short
hallway
that
led
to
their
quarters
,
looking
back
over
his
shoulder
.
There
was
a
series
of
mixed
howls
and
barks
and
growls
,
broken
by
slurred
mutterings
and
giggles
.
Danny
stood
in
the
hallway
,
trembling
.
"
Get
it
up
!
"
the
drunken
dogman
cried
out
from
around
the
corner
.
His
voice
was
both
violent
and
despairing
.
"
Get
it
up
,
Harry
you
bitch
-
bastard
!
I
don
’
t
care
how
many
casinos
and
airlines
and
movie
companies
you
own
!
I
know
what
you
like
in
the
privacy
of
your
own
h
-
home
!
Get
it
up
!
I
’
ll
huff
…
and
I
’
ll
puff
…
until
Harry
Derwent
’
s
all
bloowwwwn
down
!
"
He
ended
with
a
long
,
chilling
howl
that
seemed
to
turn
into
a
scream
of
rage
and
pain
just
before
it
dwindled
off
.
Danny
turned
apprehensively
to
the
closed
bedroom
door
at
the
end
of
the
hallway
and
walked
quietly
down
to
it
.
He
opened
it
and
poked
his
head
through
.
His
mommy
was
sleeping
in
exactly
the
same
position
.
No
one
was
hearing
this
but
him
.
He
closed
the
door
softly
and
went
back
up
to
the
intersection
of
their
corridor
and
the
main
hall
,
hoping
the
dogman
would
be
gone
,
the
way
the
blood
on
the
walls
of
the
Presidential
Suite
had
been
gone
.
He
peeked
around
the
corner
carefully
.
