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You
were
not
really
impressed
with
the
unnatural
density
of
the
mist
until
you
saw
people
swallowed
up
in
a
space
of
seconds
.
I
paid
the
line
out
.
A
quarter
of
it
went
,
then
a
half
.
It
stopped
going
out
for
a
moment
.
It
went
from
a
live
thing
to
a
dead
one
in
my
hands
.
I
held
my
breath
.
Then
it
started
to
go
out
again
.
I
paid
it
through
my
fingers
,
and
suddenly
remembered
my
father
taking
me
to
see
the
Gregory
Peck
film
of
Moby
Dick
at
the
Brookside
.
I
think
I
smiled
a
little
.
Three-quarters
of
the
line
was
gone
now
.
I
could
see
the
end
of
it
lying
beside
one
of
Billy
's
feet
.
Then
the
rope
stopped
moving
through
my
hands
again
.
It
lay
motionless
for
perhaps
five
seconds
,
and
then
another
five
feet
jerked
out
.
Then
it
suddenly
whipsawed
violently
to
the
left
,
twanging
off
the
edge
of
the
OUT
door
.
Twenty
feet
of
rope
suddenly
paid
out
,
making
a
thin
heat
across
my
left
palm
.
And
from
out
of
the
mist
there
came
a
high
,
wavering
scream
.
It
was
impossible
to
tell
the
sex
of
the
screamer
.
The
rope
whipsawed
in
my
hands
again
.
And
again
.
It
skated
across
the
space
in
the
doorway
to
the
right
,
then
back
to
the
left
.
A
few
more
feet
paid
out
,
and
then
there
was
a
ululating
howl
from
out
there
that
brought
an
answering
moan
from
my
son
.
Hatlen
stood
aghast
.
His
eyes
were
huge
.
One
corner
of
his
mouth
turned
down
,
trembling
.
The
howl
was
abruptly
cut
off
.
There
was
no
sound
at
all
for
what
seemed
to
be
forever
.
Then
the
old
lady
cried
out-this
time
there
could
be
no
doubt
about
who
it
was
.
"
Git
it
offa
me
!
"
she
screamed
"
Oh
my
Lord
my
Lord
get
it
-
"
Then
her
voice
was
cut
off
,
too
.
Almost
all
of
the
rope
abruptly
ran
out
through
my
loosely
closed
fist
,
giving
me
a
hotter
burn
this
time
.
Then
it
went
completely
slack
,
and
a
sound
came
out
of
the
mist
-
a
thick
,
loud
grunt-that
made
all
the
spit
in
my
mouth
dry
up
.
