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"
We
do
n't
have
to
stand
here
chewing
it
over
,
"
I
told
him
.
"
Come
back
into
the
storage
area
with
me
.
Take
a
look
.
And
a
listen
.
"
"
Customers
are
not
allowed
in
the
-
"
"
Bud
,
"
Ollie
said
,
"
go
with
him
.
Let
's
settle
this
.
"
"
All
right
,
"
Brown
said
.
"
Mr.
Drayton
?
Let
's
get
this
foolishness
over
with
.
"
We
pushed
through
the
double
doors
into
the
darkness
.
The
sound
was
unpleasant-perhaps
evil
.
Brown
felt
it
,
too
,
for
all
his
hardheaded
Yankee
manner
;
his
hand
clutched
my
arm
immediately
,
his
breath
caught
for
a
moment
and
then
resumed
more
harshly
.
It
was
a
low
whispering
sound
from
the
direction
of
the
loading
door-an
almost
caressing
sound
.
I
swept
around
gently
with
one
foot
and
finally
struck
one
of
the
flashlights
.
I
bent
down
,
got
it
,
and
turned
it
on
.
Brown
's
face
was
tightly
drawn
,
and
he
had
n't
even
seen
them-he
was
only
hearing
them
.
But
I
had
seen
,
and
I
could
imagine
them
twisting
and
climbing
over
the
corrugated
steel
surface
of
the
door
like
living
vines
.
"
What
do
you
think
now
?
Totally
beyond
belief
?
"
Brown
licked
his
lips
and
looked
at
the
littered
confusion
of
boxes
and
bags
.
"
They
did
this
?
"
