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"
Let
's
creep
forward
on
hands
and
knees
.
Maybe
it
's
asleep
.
"
Roger
and
Ralph
moved
on
,
this
time
leaving
Jack
in
the
rear
,
for
all
his
brave
words
.
They
came
to
the
flat
top
where
the
rock
was
hard
to
hands
and
knees
.
A
creature
that
bulged
.
Ralph
put
his
hand
in
the
cold
,
soft
ashes
of
the
fire
and
smothered
a
cry
.
His
hand
and
shoulder
were
twitching
from
the
unlooked-for
contact
.
Green
lights
of
nausea
appeared
for
a
moment
and
ate
into
the
darkness
.
Roger
lay
behind
him
and
Jack
's
mouth
was
at
his
ear
.
"
Over
there
,
where
there
used
to
be
a
gap
in
the
rock
.
A
sort
of
hump
--
see
?
"
Ashes
blew
into
Ralph
's
face
from
the
dead
fire
.
He
could
not
see
the
gap
or
anything
else
,
because
the
green
lights
were
opening
again
and
growing
,
and
the
top
of
the
mountain
was
sliding
sideways
.
Once
more
,
from
a
distance
,
he
heard
Jack
's
whisper
.
"
Scared
?
"
Not
scared
so
much
as
paralyzed
;
hung
up
there
immovable
on
the
top
of
a
diminishing
,
moving
mountain
.
Jack
slid
away
from
him
,
Roger
bumped
,
fumbled
with
a
hiss
of
breath
,
and
passed
onwards
.
He
heard
them
whispering
.
"
Can
you
see
anything
?
"
