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(
Mommy
and
Daddy
can
’
t
help
me
and
I
’
m
alone
.
)
"
Go
away
,
"
he
said
to
the
bloody
stranger
in
front
of
him
.
"
Go
on
.
Get
out
of
here
.
"
It
bent
over
,
exposing
the
knife
handle
in
its
back
.
Its
hands
closed
around
the
mallet
again
,
but
instead
of
aiming
at
Danny
,
it
reversed
the
handle
,
aiming
the
hard
side
of
the
roque
mallet
at
its
own
face
.
Understanding
rushed
through
Danny
.
Then
the
mallet
began
to
rise
and
descend
,
destroying
the
last
of
Jack
Torrance
’
s
image
.
The
thing
in
the
hall
danced
an
eerie
,
shuffling
polka
,
the
beat
counterpointed
by
the
hideous
sound
of
the
mallet
head
striking
again
and
again
.
Blood
splattered
across
the
wallpaper
.
Shards
of
bone
leaped
into
the
air
like
broken
piano
keys
.
It
was
impossible
to
say
just
how
long
it
went
on
.
But
when
it
turned
its
attention
back
to
Danny
,
his
father
was
gone
forever
.
What
remained
of
the
face
became
a
strange
,
shifting
composite
,
many
faces
mixed
imperfectly
into
one
.
Danny
saw
the
woman
in
217
;
the
dogman
;
the
hungry
boything
that
had
been
in
the
concrete
ring
.
"
Masks
off
,
then
,
"
it
whispered
.
"
No
more
interruptions
.
"
The
mallet
rose
for
the
final
time
.
A
ticking
sound
filled
Danny
’
s
ears
.
"
Anything
else
to
say
?
"
it
inquired
.
"
Are
you
sure
you
wouldn
’
t
like
to
run
?
A
game
of
tag
,
perhaps
?
All
we
have
is
time
,
you
know
.
An
eternity
of
time
.
Or
shall
we
end
it
?
Might
as
well
.
After
all
,
we
’
re
missing
the
party
.
"
It
grinned
with
broken
-
toothed
greed
.
