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The
Overlook
’
s
windows
shattered
.
In
the
ballroom
,
the
dome
over
the
mantelpiece
clock
cracked
,
split
in
two
pieces
,
and
fell
to
the
floor
.
The
clock
stopped
ticking
:
cogs
and
gears
and
balance
wheel
all
became
motionless
.
There
was
a
whispered
,
sighing
noise
,
and
a
great
billow
of
dust
.
In
217
the
bathtub
suddenly
split
in
two
,
letting
out
a
small
flood
of
greenish
,
noxious
-
smelling
water
.
In
the
Presidential
Suite
the
wallpaper
suddenly
burst
into
flames
.
The
batwing
doors
of
the
Colorado
Lounge
suddenly
snapped
their
hinges
and
fell
to
the
dining
room
floor
.
Beyond
the
basement
arch
,
the
great
piles
and
stacks
of
old
papers
caught
fire
and
went
up
with
a
blowtorch
hiss
.
Boiling
water
rolled
over
the
flames
but
did
not
quench
them
.
Like
burning
autumn
leaves
below
a
wasps
’
nest
,
they
whirled
and
blackened
.
The
furnace
exploded
,
shattering
the
basement
’
s
roofbeams
,
sending
them
crashing
down
like
the
bones
of
a
dinosaur
.
The
gasjet
which
had
fed
the
furnace
,
unstoppered
now
,
rose
up
in
a
bellowing
pylon
of
flame
through
the
riven
floor
of
the
lobby
.
The
carpeting
on
the
stair
risers
caught
,
racing
up
to
the
first
-
floor
level
as
if
to
tell
dreadful
good
news
.
A
fusillade
of
explosions
ripped
the
place
.
The
chandelier
in
the
dining
room
,
a
two
-
hundred
-
pound
crystal
bomb
,
fell
with
a
splintering
crash
,
knocking
tables
every
which
way
.
Flame
belched
out
of
the
Overlook
’
s
five
chimneys
at
the
breaking
clouds
.
(
No
!
Mustn
’
t
!
Mustn
’
t
!
MUSTN
’
T
!
)
It
shrieked
;
it
shrieked
but
now
it
was
voiceless
and
it
was
only
screaming
panic
and
doom
and
damnation
in
its
own
ear
,
dissolving
,
losing
thought
and
will
,
the
webbing
falling
apart
,
searching
,
not
finding
,
going
out
,
going
out
to
,
fleeing
,
going
out
to
emptiness
,
notness
,
crumbling
The
party
was
over
.
The
roar
shook
the
whole
facade
of
the
hotel
.
Glass
belched
out
onto
the
snow
and
twinkled
there
like
jagged
diamonds
.
The
hedge
dog
,
which
had
been
approaching
Danny
and
his
mother
,
recoiled
away
from
it
,
its
green
and
shadowmarbled
ears
flattening
,
its
tail
coming
down
between
its
legs
as
its
haunches
flattened
abjectly
.
In
his
head
,
Hallorann
heard
it
whine
fearfully
,
and
mixed
with
that
sound
was
the
fearful
,
confused
yowling
of
the
big
cats
.
He
struggled
to
his
feet
to
go
to
the
other
two
and
help
them
,
and
as
he
did
so
he
saw
something
more
nightmarish
than
all
the
rest
:
the
hedge
rabbit
,
still
coated
with
snow
,
was
battering
itself
crazily
at
the
chainlink
fence
at
the
far
end
of
the
playground
,
and
the
steel
mesh
was
jingling
with
a
kind
of
nightmare
music
,
like
a
spectral
zither
.
Even
from
here
he
could
hear
the
sounds
of
the
close
-
set
twigs
and
branches
which
made
up
its
body
cracking
and
crunching
like
breaking
bones
.
"
Dick
!
Dick
!
"
Danny
cried
out
.
He
was
trying
to
support
his
mother
,
help
her
over
to
the
snowmobile
.
The
clothes
he
had
carried
out
for
the
two
of
them
were
scattered
between
where
they
had
fallen
and
where
they
now
stood
.
Hallorann
was
suddenly
aware
that
the
woman
was
in
her
nightclothes
,
Danny
jacketless
,
and
it
was
no
more
than
ten
above
zero
.
(
my
gad
she
’
s
in
her
bare
feet
)
He
struggled
back
through
the
snow
,
picking
up
her
coat
,
her
boots
,
Danny
’
s
coat
,
odd
gloves
.
Then
he
ran
back
to
them
,
plunging
hip
-
deep
in
the
snow
from
time
to
time
,
having
to
flounder
his
way
out
.
