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(
Yes
,
he
’
s
out
.
He
’
s
gotten
a
knife
from
the
kitchen
or
maybe
the
meat
cleaver
.
He
’
s
on
his
way
up
here
right
now
,
walking
along
the
sides
of
the
risers
so
the
stairs
won
’
t
creak
.
)
(
!
You
’
re
insane
!
)
Her
lips
were
trembling
,
and
for
a
moment
it
seemed
that
she
must
have
cried
the
words
out
loud
.
But
the
silence
held
.
She
felt
watched
.
She
whirled
around
and
stared
at
the
night
-
blackened
window
,
and
a
hideous
white
face
with
circles
of
darkness
for
eyes
was
gibbering
in
at
her
,
the
face
of
a
monstrous
lunatic
that
had
been
hiding
in
these
groaning
walls
all
along
-
It
was
only
a
pattern
of
frost
on
the
outside
of
the
glass
.
She
let
her
breath
out
in
a
long
,
susurrating
whisper
of
fear
,
and
it
seemed
to
her
that
she
heard
,
quite
clearly
this
time
,
amused
titters
from
somewhere
.
(
You
’
re
jumping
at
shadows
.
It
’
s
bad
enough
without
that
.
By
tomorrow
morning
,
you
’
ll
be
ready
for
the
rubber
room
.
)
There
was
only
one
way
to
allay
those
fears
and
she
knew
what
it
was
.
