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Then
I
noticed
the
feet
,
dangling
about
seven
inches
off
the
cement
floor
.
There
were
two
piles
of
kicked-over
cartons
.
I
looked
up
at
the
faces
and
a
scream
began
to
rise
in
my
throat
because
they
were
not
the
faces
of
department
-
store
dummies
.
Both
heads
were
cocked
to
the
side
,
as
if
appreciating
some
horribly
funny
joke
,
a
joke
that
had
made
them
laugh
until
they
turned
purple
.
Their
shadows
.
Their
shadows
thrown
long
on
the
wall
behind
them
.
Their
tongues
.
Their
protruding
tongues
.
They
were
both
wearing
uniforms
.
They
were
the
kids
I
had
noticed
earlier
and
had
lost
track
of
along
the
way
,
The
army
brats
from
-
The
scream
.
I
could
hear
it
starting
in
my
throat
as
a
moan
,
rising
like
a
police
siren
,
and
then
Ollie
gripped
my
arm
just
above
the
elbow
.
"
Do
n't
scream
,
David
.
No
one
knows
about
this
but
you
and
me
.
And
that
's
how
I
want
to
keep
it
.
"
Somehow
I
bit
it
back
.
"
Those
army
kids
,
"
I
managed
.
"
From
the
Arrowhead
Project
,
"
Ollie
said
.
"
Sure
"
Something
cold
was
thrust
into
my
hand
.
The
beer
can
.
"
Drink
this
.
You
need
it
.
"
I
drained
the
can
completely
dry
.
Ollie
said
,
"
I
came
back
to
see
if
we
had
any
extra
cartridges
for
that
gas
grill
Mr.
McVey
has
been
using
.
I
saw
these
guys
.
The
way
I
figure
,
they
must
have
gotten
the
nooses
ready
and
stood
on
top
of
those
two
piles
of
cartons
.
They
must
have
tied
their
hands
for
each
other
and
then
balanced
each
other
while
they
stepped
through
the
length
of
rope
between
their
wrists
.
So
...
so
that
their
hands
would
be
behind
them
,
you
know
.
Then-this
is
the
way
I
figure-they
stuck
their
heads
into
the
nooses
and
pulled
them
tight
by
jerking
their
heads
to
one
side
.
Maybe
one
of
them
counted
to
three
and
they
jumped
together
.
I
do
n't
know
.
"
