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It
alternately
whined
in
tones
of
selfpity
and
rose
in
lurid
screams
;
it
reminded
her
chillingly
of
the
screams
that
sometimes
rose
in
the
geriatrics
ward
of
the
hospital
where
she
had
worked
summers
as
a
high
school
kid
.
Senile
dementia
.
Jack
wasn
’
t
out
there
anymore
.
She
was
hearing
the
lunatic
,
raving
voice
of
the
Overlook
itself
.
The
mallet
smashed
into
the
bathroom
door
,
knocking
out
a
huge
chunk
of
the
thin
paneling
.
Half
of
a
crazed
and
working
face
stared
in
at
her
.
The
mouth
and
cheeks
and
throat
were
lathered
in
blood
,
the
single
eye
she
could
see
was
tiny
and
piggish
and
glittering
.
"
Nowhere
left
to
run
,
you
cunt
,
"
it
panted
at
her
through
its
grin
.
The
mallet
descended
again
,
knocking
wood
splinters
into
the
tub
and
against
the
reflecting
surface
of
the
medicine
cabinet
(
!
!
The
medicine
cabinet
!
!
)
A
desperate
whining
noise
began
to
escape
her
as
she
whirled
,
pain
temporarily
forgotten
,
and
threw
the
mirror
door
of
the
cabinet
back
.
She
began
to
paw
through
its
contents
.
Behind
her
that
hoarse
voice
bellowed
:
"
Here
I
come
now
!
Here
I
come
now
,
you
pig
!
"
It
was
demolishing
the
door
in
a
machinelike
frenzy
.
Bottles
and
jars
fell
before
her
madly
searching
fingerscough
syrup
,
Vaseline
,
Clairol
Herbal
Essence
shampoo
,
hydrogen
peroxide
,
benzocaine
-
they
fell
into
the
sink
and
shattered
.
Her
hand
closed
over
the
dispenser
of
double
-
edged
razor
blades
just
as
she
heard
the
hand
again
,
fumbling
for
the
bolt
and
the
spring
lock
.
She
slipped
one
of
the
razor
blades
out
,
fumbling
at
it
,
her
breath
coming
in
harsh
little
gasps
.
She
had
cut
the
ball
of
her
thumb
.
She
whirled
around
and
slashed
at
the
hand
,
which
had
turned
the
lock
and
was
now
fumbling
for
the
bolt
.
Jack
screamed
.
The
hand
was
jerked
back
.
Panting
,
holding
the
razor
blade
between
her
thumb
and
index
finger
,
she
waited
for
him
to
try
again
.
He
did
,
and
she
slashed
.
He
screamed
again
,
trying
to
grab
her
hand
,
and
she
slashed
at
him
again
.
The
razor
blade
turned
in
her
hand
,
cutting
her
again
,
and
dropped
to
the
tile
floor
by
the
toilet
.
