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The
other
two
tentacles
slithered
aimlessly
back
and
forth
on
the
loading
platform
for
a
moment
,
making
those
low
scraping
sounds
I
had
heard
earlier
.
Then
one
of
them
slapped
against
Norm
's
left
hip
and
slipped
around
it
.
I
felt
it
touch
my
arm
.
It
was
warm
and
pulsing
and
smooth
.
I
think
now
that
if
it
had
gripped
me
with
those
suckers
,
I
would
have
gone
out
into
the
mist
too
.
But
it
did
n't
.
It
grabbed
Norm
.
And
the
third
tentacle
ringleted
his
other
ankle
.
Now
he
was
being
pulled
away
from
me
.
"
Help
me
!
"
I
shouted
.
"
Ollie
!
Someone
!
Give
me
a
hand
here
!
"
But
they
did
n't
come
.
I
do
n't
know
what
they
were
doing
,
but
they
did
n't
come
.
I
looked
down
and
saw
the
tentacle
around
Norm
's
waist
working
into
his
skin
.
The
suckers
were
eating
him
where
his
shirt
had
pulled
out
of
his
pants
.
Blood
,
as
red
as
his
missing
apron
,
began
to
seep
out
of
the
trench
the
pulsing
tentacle
had
made
for
itself
.
I
banged
my
head
on
the
lower
edge
of
the
partly
raised
door
.
Norm
's
legs
were
outside
again
.
One
of
his
loafers
had
fallen
off
.
A
new
tentacle
came
out
of
the
mist
,
wrapped
its
tip
firmly
around
the
shoe
,
and
made
off
with
it
.
Norm
's
fingers
clutched
at
the
door
's
lower
edge
.
He
had
it
in
a
death
grip
.
His
fingers
were
livid
.
He
was
not
screaming
anymore
;
he
was
beyond
that
.
His
head
whipped
back
and
forth
in
an
endless
gesture
of
negation
,
and
his
long
black
hair
flew
wildly
.
I
looked
over
his
shoulder
and
saw
more
tentacles
coming
,
dozens
of
them
,
a
forest
of
them
.
Most
were
small
but
a
few
were
gigantic
,
as
thick
as
the
moss-corseted
tree
that
had
been
lying
across
our
driveway
that
morning
.
The
big
ones
had
candy-pink
suckers
that
seemed
the
size
of
manhole
covers
.
One
of
these
big
ones
struck
the
concrete
loading
platform
with
a
loud
and
rolling
thrrrrp
!
sound
and
moved
sluggishly
toward
us
like
a
great
blind
earthworm
.
I
gave
one
gigantic
tug
,
and
the
tentacle
holding
Norm
's
right
calf
slipped
a
little
.
That
was
all
.
But
before
it
reestablished
its
grip
,
I
saw
that
the
thing
was
eating
him
away
.
One
of
the
tentacles
brushed
delicately
past
my
cheek
and
then
wavered
in
the
air
,
as
if
debating
.
I
thought
of
Billy
then
.
Billy
was
lying
asleep
in
the
market
by
Mr.
McVey
's
long
white
meat
cooler
.
I
had
come
in
here
to
find
something
to
cover
him
up
with
.
If
one
of
those
things
got
hold
of
me
,
there
would
be
no
one
to
watch
out
for
him-except
maybe
Norton
.
So
I
let
go
of
Norm
and
dropped
to
my
hands
and
knees
.
I
was
half
in
and
half
out
,
directly
under
the
raised
door
.
A
tentacle
passed
by
on
my
left
,
seeming
to
walk
on
its
suckers
.
It
attached
itself
to
one
of
Norm
's
bulging
upper
arms
,
paused
for
a
second
,
and
then
slid
around
it
in
coils
.
