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It
was
Jack
and
yet
not
Jack
.
His
eyes
were
lit
with
a
vacant
,
murderous
glow
;
his
familiar
mouth
now
wore
a
quivering
,
joyless
grin
.
He
had
the
Toque
mallet
in
one
hand
.
"
Thought
you
’
d
lock
me
in
?
Is
that
what
you
thought
you
’
d
do
?
"
The
mallet
whistled
through
the
air
.
She
stepped
backward
,
tripped
over
a
hassock
,
fell
to
the
lobby
rug
.
"
Jack
-
"
"
You
bitch
,
"
he
whispered
.
"
I
know
what
you
are
.
"
The
mallet
came
down
again
with
whistling
,
deadly
velocity
and
buried
itself
in
her
soft
stomach
.
She
screamed
,
suddenly
submerged
in
an
ocean
of
pain
.
Dimly
she
saw
the
mallet
rebound
.
It
came
to
her
with
sudden
numbing
reality
that
he
meant
to
beat
her
to
death
with
the
mallet
he
held
in
his
hands
.
She
tried
to
cry
out
to
him
again
,
to
beg
him
to
stop
for
Danny
’
s
sake
,
but
her
breath
had
been
knocked
loose
.
She
could
only
force
out
a
weak
whimper
,
hardly
a
sound
at
all
.
"
Now
.
Now
,
by
Christ
,
"
he
said
,
grinning
.
He
kicked
the
hassock
out
of
his
way
.
"
I
guess
you
’
ll
take
your
medicine
now
.
"
The
mallet
whickered
down
.
Wendy
rolled
to
her
left
,
her
robe
tangling
above
her
knees
.
Jack
’
s
hold
on
the
mallet
was
jarred
loose
when
it
hit
the
floor
.
