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Little
by
little
a
force
bad
accrued
,
as
secret
and
silent
as
interest
in
a
bank
account
.
Force
,
presence
,
shape
,
they
were
all
only
words
and
none
of
them
mattered
.
It
wore
many
masks
,
but
it
was
all
one
.
Now
,
somewhere
,
it
was
coming
for
him
.
It
was
hiding
behind
Daddy
’
s
face
,
it
was
imitating
Daddy
’
s
voice
,
it
was
wearing
Daddy
’
s
clothes
.
But
it
was
not
his
daddy
.
It
was
not
his
daddy
.
"
I
’
ve
got
to
help
them
!
"
he
cried
.
And
now
Tony
stood
directly
in
front
of
him
,
and
looking
at
Tony
was
like
looking
into
a
magic
mirror
and
seeing
himself
in
ten
years
,
the
eyes
widely
spaced
and
very
dark
,
the
chin
firm
,
the
mouth
handsomely
molded
.
The
hair
was
light
blond
like
his
mother
’
s
,
and
yet
the
stamp
on
his
features
was
that
of
his
father
,
as
if
Tony
-
as
if
the
Daniel
Anthony
Torrance
that
would
someday
be
-
was
a
halfling
caught
between
father
and
son
,
a
ghost
of
both
,
a
fusion
.
"
You
have
to
try
to
help
,
"
Tony
said
.
"
But
your
father
…
be
’
s
with
the
hotel
now
,
Danny
.
It
’
s
where
he
wants
to
be
.
It
wants
you
too
,
because
it
’
s
very
greedy
.
"
Tony
walked
past
him
,
into
the
shadows
,
"
Wait
!
"
Danny
cried
.
"
What
can
I
-
"
"
He
’
s
close
now
,
"
Tony
said
,
still
walking
away
.
"
You
’
ll
have
to
run
…
hide
…
keep
away
from
him
.
Keep
away
.
"
"
Tony
,
I
can
’
tl
"
