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Steve
baby
,
you
're
scared
shitless
just
about
now
,
are
n't
you
?
Yes
.
He
was
.
He
was
scared
shitless
and
for
no
reason
at
all
.
But
there
was
also
a
certain
...
a
certain
(
attraction
)
yes
,
a
creation
attraction
here
,
something
about
that
path
,
that
path
leading
up
the
hill
and
perhaps
continuing
on
into
the
woods
--
surely
that
path
had
to
go
somewhere
,
did
n't
it
?
Yes
,
of
course
it
did
.
All
paths
eventually
went
somewhere
.
Louis
.
Do
n't
forget
about
Louis
,
you
dummy
!
Louis
was
the
man
you
came
out
to
see
,
remember
?
You
did
n't
come
out
to
Ludlow
to
go
exploring
the
goddamn
woods
.
"
What
you
got
there
,
Randy
?
"
the
would-be
hero
cried
.
His
voice
,
still
shrill
and
somehow
optimistic
,
carried
well
.
Randy
's
reply
was
almost
but
not
quite
obscured
by
the
growing
wail
of
the
fire
sirens
.
"
Dead
cat
.
"
"
Burnt
up
?
"
"
Do
n't
look
burnt
,
"
Randy
returned
.
"
Just
looks
dead
.
"
