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"
Yeah
.
"
I
guided
him
with
my
voice
and
in
thirty
seconds
or
so
he
reached
out
of
the
dark
and
gripped
my
shoulder
.
He
gave
a
long
,
trembling
sigh
.
"
Christ
,
let
's
get
out
of
here
.
"
I
could
smell
the
Rolaids
he
always
chewed
on
his
breath
.
"
This
dark
is
...
is
bad
.
"
"
It
is
,
"
I
said
.
"
But
hang
tight
a
minute
,
Ollie
.
I
wanted
to
talk
to
you
and
I
did
n't
want
those
other
two
fuckheads
listening
.
"
"
Dave
...
they
did
n't
twist
Norm
's
arm
.
You
ought
to
remember
that
.
"
"
Norm
was
a
kid
,
and
they
were
n't
.
But
never
mind
,
that
's
over
.
We
've
got
to
tell
them
,
Ollie
.
The
people
in
the
market
.
"
"
If
they
panic
-
"
Ollie
's
voice
was
doubtful
.
"
Maybe
they
will
and
maybe
they
wo
n't
.
But
it
will
make
them
think
twice
about
going
out
,
which
is
what
most
of
them
want
to
do
.
Why
should
n't
they
?
Most
of
them
will
have
people
they
left
at
home
.
I
do
myself
.
We
have
to
make
them
understand
what
they
're
risking
if
they
go
out
there
.
"
His
hand
was
gripping
my
arm
hard
"
All
right
,
"
he
said
.
"
Yes
,
I
just
keep
asking
myself
...
all
those
tentacles
...
like
a
squid
or
something
...
David
,
what
were
they
hooked
to
?
What
were
those
tentacles
hooked
to
?
"
