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The
squelch
of
mud
under
his
feet
soon
ceased
.
For
a
while
there
was
the
faint
cereal
sound
of
pine
needles
again
.
Then
there
was
rock
.
He
had
nearly
reached
the
end
.
The
ground
began
to
rise
faster
.
He
barked
his
shin
painfully
on
an
outcropping
.
But
this
was
not
just
a
rock
.
Louis
reached
out
clumsily
with
one
hand
(
the
strap
of
his
elbow
,
which
had
grown
numb
,
screamed
briefly
)
and
touched
it
.
Steps
here
.
Cut
into
the
rock
.
Just
follow
me
.
We
get
to
the
top
and
we
're
there
.
So
he
began
to
climb
and
the
exhilaration
returned
,
once
more
beating
exhaustion
back
...
at
least
a
little
way
.
His
mind
tolled
off
the
steps
as
he
rose
into
the
chill
,
as
he
climbed
back
into
that
ceaseless
river
of
wind
,
stronger
now
,
rippling
his
clothes
,
making
the
piece
of
canvas
tarp
Gage
was
wrapped
in
stutter
gunshot
sounds
like
a
lifted
sail
.
He
cocked
his
head
back
once
and
saw
the
mad
sprawl
of
the
stars
.
There
were
no
constellations
he
recognized
,
and
he
looked
away
again
,
disturbed
.
Beside
him
was
the
rock
wall
,
not
smooth
but
splintered
and
gouged
and
friable
,
taking
here
the
shape
of
a
boat
,
here
the
shape
of
a
badger
,
here
the
shape
of
a
man
's
face
with
hooded
,
frowning
eyes
.
Only
the
steps
that
had
been
carved
from
the
rock
were
smooth
.
Louis
gained
the
top
and
only
stood
there
with
his
head
down
,
swaying
,
sobbing
breath
in
and
out
of
his
lungs
.
They
felt
like
cruelly
punched
bladders
,
and
there
seemed
to
be
a
large
splinter
sticking
into
his
side
.
The
wind
ran
through
his
hair
like
a
dancer
,
roared
in
his
ears
like
a
dragon
.
The
light
was
brighter
this
night
;
had
it
been
overcast
the
other
time
or
had
he
just
not
been
looking
?
It
did
n't
matter
.
But
he
could
see
,
and
that
was
enough
to
start
another
chill
worming
down
his
back
.
It
was
just
like
the
Pet
Sematary
.
