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"
Danny
!
"
it
roared
.
"
Come
here
,
you
pup
!
Come
here
and
take
it
like
a
man
!
"
A
loud
,
hollow
boom
as
the
mallet
struck
the
wall
.
When
the
voice
roared
out
his
name
again
it
had
changed
location
.
It
had
come
closer
.
In
the
world
of
real
things
,
the
hunt
was
beginning
Danny
ran
.
Feet
silent
on
the
heavy
carpet
,
he
ran
past
the
closed
doors
,
past
the
silk
figured
wallpaper
,
past
the
fire
extinguisher
bolted
to
the
corner
of
the
wall
.
He
hesitated
,
and
then
plunged
down
the
final
corridor
.
Nothing
at
the
end
but
a
bolted
door
,
and
nowhere
left
to
run
.
But
the
pole
was
still
there
,
still
leaning
against
the
wall
where
Daddy
had
left
it
.
Danny
snatched
it
up
.
He
craned
his
neck
to
stare
up
at
the
trapdoor
.
There
was
a
hook
on
the
end
of
the
pole
and
you
had
to
catch
it
on
a
ring
set
into
the
trapdoor
.
You
bad
to
-
There
was
a
brand
-
new
Yale
padlock
dangling
from
the
trapdoor
.
The
lock
Jack
Torrance
had
clipped
around
the
hasp
after
laying
his
traps
,
just
in
case
his
son
should
take
the
notion
into
his
head
to
go
exploring
up
there
someday
.
Locked
.
Terror
swept
him
.
Behind
him
it
was
coming
,
blundering
and
staggering
past
the
Presidential
Suite
,
the
mallet
whistling
viciously
through
the
air
.
Danny
backed
up
against
the
last
closed
door
and
waited
for
it
.
Wendy
came
to
a
little
at
a
time
,
the
grayness
draining
away
,
pain
replacing
it
:
her
back
,
her
leg
,
her
side
…
she
didn
’
t
think
she
would
be
able
to
move
.
Even
her
fingers
hurt
,
and
at
first
she
didn
’
t
know
why
.
