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Jack
and
Wendy
were
so
absorbed
in
the
view
that
they
didn
’
t
look
down
at
Danny
,
who
was
staring
not
out
the
window
but
at
the
red
-
and
-
white
-
striped
silk
wallpaper
to
the
left
,
where
a
door
opened
into
an
interior
bedroom
.
And
his
gasp
,
which
had
been
mingled
with
theirs
,
had
nothing
to
do
with
beauty
.
Great
splashes
of
dried
blood
,
flecked
with
tiny
bits
of
grayish
-
white
tissue
,
clotted
the
wallpaper
.
It
made
Danny
feel
sick
.
It
was
like
a
crazy
picture
drawn
in
blood
,
a
surrealistic
etching
of
a
man
’
s
face
drawn
back
in
terror
and
pain
,
the
mouth
yawning
and
half
the
head
pulverized
-
(
So
if
you
should
see
something
…
just
look
the
other
way
and
when
you
look
back
,
it
’
ll
be
gone
.
Are
you
diggin
me
?
)
He
deliberately
looked
out
the
window
,
being
careful
to
show
no
expression
on
his
face
,
and
when
his
mommy
’
s
hand
closed
over
his
own
he
took
it
,
being
careful
not
to
squeeze
it
or
give
her
a
signal
of
any
kind
.
The
manager
was
saying
something
to
his
daddy
about
making
sure
to
shutter
that
big
window
so
a
strong
wind
wouldn
’
t
blow
it
in
.
Jack
was
nodding
.
Danny
looked
cautiously
back
at
the
wall
.
The
big
dried
bloodstain
was
gone
.
Those
little
gray
-
white
flecks
that
had
been
scattered
all
through
it
,
they
were
gone
,
too
.
Then
Ullman
was
leading
them
out
.
Mommy
asked
him
if
he
thought
the
mountains
were
pretty
.
Danny
said
he
did
,
although
he
didn
’
t
really
care
for
the
mountains
,
one
way
or
the
other
.
As
Ullman
was
closing
the
door
behind
them
,
Danny
looked
back
over
his
shoulder
.
The
bloodstain
had
returned
,
only
now
it
was
fresh
.
It
was
running
.
Ullman
,
looking
directly
at
it
,
went
on
with
his
running
commentary
about
the
famous
men
who
had
stayed
here
.
Danny
discovered
that
he
had
bitten
his
lip
hard
enough
to
make
it
bleed
,
and
he
had
never
even
felt
it
.
As
they
walked
on
down
the
corridor
,
he
fell
a
little
bit
behind
the
others
and
wiped
the
blood
away
with
the
back
of
his
hand
and
thought
about
(
blood
)
(
Did
Mr
.
Hallorann
see
blood
or
was
it
something
worse
?
)
(
I
don
’
t
think
those
things
can
hurt
you
.
)
