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I
grabbed
him
by
the
shirt
and
shook
him
.
"
Do
n't
you
understand
anything
?
People
are
going
to
start
leaving
and
walk
right
into
that
thing
out
there
!
For
Christ
's
sake
,
do
n't
you
understand
?
"
"
Let
me
go
!
"
"
Not
until
you
come
back
there
with
me
and
see
for
yourself
.
"
"
I
told
you
,
no
!
It
's
all
a
trick
,
a
joke
,
I
'm
not
as
stupid
as
you
take
me
for
-
"
"
Then
I
'll
haul
you
back
there
myself
.
"
I
grabbed
him
by
the
shoulder
and
the
scruff
of
his
neck
.
The
scam
of
his
shirt
under
one
arm
tore
with
a
soft
purring
sound
.
I
dragged
him
toward
the
double
doors
.
Norton
let
out
a
wretched
scream
.
A
knot
of
people
,
fifteen
or
eighteen
,
had
gathered
,
but
they
kept
their
distance
.
None
showed
any
signs
of
wanting
to
interfere
.
"
Help
me
!
"
Norton
cried
.
His
eyes
bulged
behind
his
glasses
.
His
styled
hair
had
gone
awry
again
,
sticking
up
in
the
same
two
little
tufts
behind
his
ears
.
People
shuffled
their
feet
and
watched
.
"
What
are
you
screaming
for
?
"
I
said
in
his
ear
.
"
It
's
just
a
joke
,
right
?
That
's
why
I
took
you
to
town
when
you
asked
to
come
and
why
I
trusted
you
to
cross
Billy
in
the
parking
lot-because
I
had
this
handy
fog
all
manufactured
,
I
rented
a
fog
machine
from
Hollywood
,
it
cost
me
fifteen
thousand
dollars
and
another
eight
thousand
dollars
to
ship
it
,
all
so
I
could
play
a
joke
on
you
.
Stop
bullshitting
yourself
and
open
your
eyes
!
"
"
Let
...
me
...
go
!
"
Norton
bawled
.
We
were
almost
at
the
doors
.
"
Here
,
here
!
What
is
this
?
What
are
you
doing
?
"
