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PATTON
;
he
stepped
over
the
ragged
chunk
of
board
that
marked
the
final
resting
place
of
POLYNESIA
.
The
tick
of
metal
was
louder
now
,
and
he
paused
,
looking
down
.
Here
atop
a
slightly
leaning
board
that
had
been
driven
into
the
ground
,
was
a
tin
rectangle
,
and
by
starlight
Louis
read
,
RINGO
OUR
HAMSTER
,
1964-1965
.
It
was
this
piece
of
tin
that
was
ticking
repeatedly
off
the
boards
of
the
Pet
Sematary
's
entry
arch
.
Louis
reached
down
to
bend
the
piece
of
tin
back
...
and
then
froze
,
scalp
crawling
.
Something
was
moving
back
there
.
Something
was
moving
on
the
other
side
of
the
deadfall
.
What
he
heard
was
a
stealthy
kind
of
sound
--
the
furtive
crackle
of
pine
needles
,
the
dry
pop
of
a
twig
,
the
rattle
of
underbrush
.
They
were
almost
lost
under
the
sough
of
the
wind
through
the
pines
.
"
Gage
?
"
Louis
called
hoarsely
.
The
very
realization
of
what
he
was
doing
--
standing
here
in
the
dark
and
calling
his
dead
son
--
pulled
his
scalp
stiff
and
brought
his
hair
up
on
end
.
He
began
to
shudder
helplessly
and
steadily
,
as
if
with
a
sick
and
killing
fever
.
"
Gage
?
"
The
sounds
had
died
away
.
Not
yet
;
it
's
too
early
.
Do
n't
ask
me
how
I
know
,
but
I
do
.
That
is
n't
Gage
over
there
.
That
's
...
something
else
.
He
suddenly
thought
of
Ellie
telling
him
,
He
called
"
Lazarus
,
come
forth
"
...
because
if
He
had
n't
called
for
Lazarus
by
name
,
everyone
in
that
graveyard
would
have
risen
.
On
the
other
side
of
the
deadfall
,
those
sounds
had
begun
again
.
On
the
other
side
of
the
barrier
.
Almost
--
but
not
quite
--
hidden
under
the
wind
.
As
if
something
blind
were
stalking
him
with
ancient
instincts
.
His
dreadfully
overstimulated
brain
conjured
horrible
,
sickening
pictures
:
a
giant
mole
,
a
great
bat
that
flopped
through
the
underbrush
rather
than
flying
.
