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That
click
was
in
his
head
.
It
was
the
sound
of
some
relay
fusing
and
burning
out
forever
,
the
sound
of
lightning
stroking
down
in
a
direct
hit
,
the
sound
of
a
door
opening
.
He
looked
up
numbly
,
the
scream
still
shivering
in
his
throat
and
here
was
Gage
at
last
,
his
mouth
smeared
with
blood
,
his
chin
dripping
,
his
lips
pulled
back
in
a
hellish
grin
.
In
one
hand
he
held
Louis
's
scalpel
.
As
he
brought
it
down
,
Louis
pulled
back
with
no
real
thought
at
all
.
The
scalpel
whickered
past
his
face
,
and
Gage
overbalanced
.
He
is
as
clumsy
as
Church
,
Louis
thought
.
Louis
kicked
his
feet
from
under
him
.
Gage
fell
awkwardly
,
and
Louis
was
on
him
before
he
could
get
up
,
straddling
him
,
one
knee
pinning
the
hand
which
held
the
scalpel
.
"
No
,
"
the
thing
under
him
panted
.
Its
face
twisted
and
writhed
.
Its
eyes
were
baleful
,
insectile
in
their
stupid
hate
.
"
No
,
no
,
no
--
"
Louis
clawed
for
one
of
the
hypos
,
got
it
out
.
He
would
have
to
be
quick
.
The
thing
under
him
was
like
a
greased
fish
and
it
would
not
let
go
of
the
scalpel
no
matter
how
hard
he
bore
down
on
its
wrist
.
And
its
face
seemed
to
ripple
and
change
even
as
he
looked
at
it
.
It
was
Jud
's
face
,
dead
and
staring
;
it
was
the
dented
,
ruined
face
of
Victor
Pascow
,
eyes
rolling
mindlessly
;
it
was
,
mirrorlike
,
Louis
's
own
,
so
dreadfully
pale
and
lunatic
.
Then
it
changed
again
and
became
the
face
of
that
creature
in
the
woods
--
the
low
brow
--
the
dead
yellow
eyes
,
the
tongue
long
and
pointed
and
bifurcated
,
grinning
and
hissing
.
"
No
,
no
,
no-no-no
--
"
It
bucked
beneath
him
.
The
hypo
flew
out
of
Louis
's
hand
and
rolled
a
short
way
down
the
hall
.
He
groped
for
another
,
brought
it
out
,
and
jammed
it
straight
down
into
the
small
of
Gage
's
back
.
It
screamed
beneath
him
,
body
straining
and
sunfishing
,
nearly
throwing
him
off
.
Grunting
,
Louis
got
the
third
syringe
and
jammed
this
one
home
in
Gage
's
arm
,
depressing
the
plunger
all
the
way
.
He
got
off
then
and
began
to
back
slowly
down
the
hallway
.
Gage
got
slowly
to
his
feet
and
began
to
stagger
toward
him
.
Five
steps
and
the
scalpel
fell
from
its
hand
.
It
struck
the
floor
blade
first
and
stuck
itself
in
the
wood
,
quivering
.
Ten
steps
and
that
strange
yellow
light
in
its
eyes
began
to
fade
.
A
dozen
and
it
fell
to
its
knees
.
