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Someone
else
screamed
.
It
had
n't
been
a
panic
before-not
quite-but
it
was
getting
to
be
one
.
People
streamed
out
of
both
doors
.
There
was
a
crash
of
breaking
glass
and
Coke
fizzed
suddenly
across
the
floor
.
"
What
the
Christ
is
this
?
"
Norton
exclaimed
.
That
was
when
it
started
getting
dark
...
but
no
,
that
's
not
exactly
right
.
My
thought
at
the
time
was
not
that
it
was
getting
dark
but
that
the
lights
in
the
market
had
gone
out
.
I
looked
up
at
the
fluorescents
in
a
quick
reflex
action
,
and
I
was
n't
alone
.
And
at
first
,
until
I
remembered
the
power
failure
,
it
seemed
that
was
it
,
that
was
what
had
changed
the
quality
of
the
light
,
Then
I
remembered
they
had
been
out
all
the
time
we
had
been
in
the
market
and
things
had
n't
seemed
dark
before
.
Then
I
knew
,
even
before
the
people
at
the
window
started
to
yell
and
point
.
The
mist
was
coming
.
It
came
from
the
Kansas
Road
entrance
to
the
parking
lot
,
and
even
this
close
it
looked
no
different
than
it
had
when
we
first
noticed
it
on
the
far
side
of
the
lake
.
It
was
white
and
bright
but
non-reflecting
.
It
was
moving
fast
,
and
it
had
blotted
out
most
of
the
sun
.
Where
the
sun
had
been
there
was
now
a
silver
coin
in
the
sky
,
like
a
full
moon
in
winter
seen
through
a
thin
scud
of
cloud
.
It
came
with
lazy
speed
.
Watching
it
reminded
me
somehow
of
last
evening
's
waterspout
.
There
are
big
forces
in
nature
that
you
hardly
ever
see
-
earthquakes
,
hurricanes
,
tornadoes
-
I
have
n't
seen
them
all
but
I
've
seen
enough
to
guess
that
they
all
move
with
that
lazy
,
hypnotizing
speed
.
They
hold
you
spellbound
,
the
way
Billy
and
Steffy
had
been
in
front
of
the
picture
window
last
night
.
It
rolled
impartially
across
the
two-lane
blacktop
and
erased
it
from
view
.
The
McKeons
'
nice
restored
Dutch
Colonial
was
swallowed
whole
.
For
a
moment
the
second
floor
of
the
ramshackle
apartment
building
next
door
jutted
out
of
the
whiteness
,
and
then
it
went
too
.
The
KEEP
RIGHT
sign
at
the
entrance
and
exit
points
to
the
Federal
's
parking
lot
disappeared
,
the
black
letters
on
the
sign
seeming
to
float
for
a
moment
in
limbo
after
the
sign
's
dirty-white
background
was
gone
.
The
cars
in
the
parking
lot
began
to
disappear
next
.
"
What
the
Christ
is
this
?
"
Norton
asked
again
,
and
there
was
a
catch
in
his
voice
.
