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om；　which　faced　the　highway；　was　also　empty。　But…。
　　There　was　a　strange　car　across　the　road。　Parked　behind　Jud's　truck。
　　So　what？
　　So　a　strange　vehicle　over　there　could　mean　trouble；　that　was　so　what。
　　Louis　drew　the　curtain　aside　and　examined　the　vehicle　more　closely。　It　was　a　small　blue　car；　a　Chevette。　And　curled　up　on　top　of　it；　apparently　sleeping；　was　Church。
　　He　looked　for　a　long　time　before　letting　the　curtain　go。　Jud　had　pany；　that　was　all…so　what？　And　it　was　maybe　too　early　to　worry　about　what　was　or　was　not　going　to　happen　with　Gage；　Church　hadn't　e　back　until　almost　one　o'clock；　and　it　was　only　nine　o'clock　now。　Nine　o'clock　on　a　beautiful　May　morning。　He　would　simply　go　downstairs　and　make　some　coffee；　get　out　the　heating　pad　and　wrap　it　around　his　knee；　and…
　　…and　what's　Church　doing　on　top　of　that　car？
　　〃Oh；　e　on；〃　he　said　aloud　and　began　to　limp　back　down　the　hail。　Cats　slept　anywhere　and　everywhere；　it　was　the　nature　of　the　beast。
　　Except　Church　doesn't　cross　the　road　anymore；　remember？
　　〃Forget　it；〃　he　muttered　and　paused　halfway　down　the　stairs　（which　he　was　working　his　way　down　almost　sidesaddle）。　Talking　to　himself；　that　was　bad。　That　was…　
　　What　was　that　thing　in　the　woods　last　night？　
　　The　thought　came　to　him　unbidden；　making　him　tighten　his　lips　the　way　the　pain　in　his　knee　had　done　when　he　swung　it　out　of'　bed。　He　had　dreamed　about　the　thing　in　the　woods　last　night。　His　dreams　of　Disney　World　had　seemed　to　blend　naturally　and　with　a　deadly　ease　into　dreams　of　that　thing。　He　dreamed　that　it　had　touched　him；　spoiling　all　good　dreams　forever；　rotting　all　good　intentions。　It　was　the　Wendigo；　and　it　had　turned　him　into　not　just　a　cannibal　but　the　father　of　cannibals。　In　his　dream　he　had　been　in　the　Pet　Sematary　again　but　not　alone。　Bill　and　Timmy　Baterman　had　been　there。　Jud　had　been　there；　looking　ghostly　and　dead；　holding　his　dog　Spot　on　a　clothesrope　leash。　Lester　Morgan　was　there　with　Hanratty　the　bull　on　a　length　of　car…towing　chain。　Hanratty　was　lying　on　his　side；　looking　around　with　a　stupid；　drugged　fury。　And　for　some　reason　Rachel　was　there　too；　and　she'd　had　some　sort　of　accident　at　the　dinner　table
　　…spilled　a　bottle　of　catsup　or　maybe　dropped　a　dish　of　cranberry　jelly；　maybe；　because　her　dress　was　splattered　with　red　stains。
　　And　then；　rising　behind　the　deadfall　to　a　titanic　height；　its　skin　a　cracked　reptilian　yellow；　its　eyes　great　hooded　foglamps；　its　'ears　not　ears　at　all　but　massive　curling　horns；　was　the　Wendigo；　a　beast　that　looked　like　a　lizard　born　of　a　woman。　It　pointed　its　horny；　nailed　finger　at　all　of　them　as　they　craned　their　necks　up　and　up　to　watch　it。
　　〃Stop；〃　he　whispered　and　shuddered　at　the　sound　of　his　own　voice。　He　would　go　out　into　the　kitchen；　he　decided；　and　make　himself　breakfast　just　as　if　it　were　any　ordinary　day。　A　bachelor　breakfast；　full　of　forting　cholesterol。　A　couple　of　fried…egg　sandwiches　with　mayo　and　a　slice　of　Bermuda　onion　on　each　one。　He　smelled　sweaty　and　dirty　and　cruddy；　but　he　would　save　the　shower　for　later；　right　now　getting　undressed　seemed　like　too　much　work；　and　he　was　afraid　he　might　have　to　get　the　scalpel　out　of　his　bag　and　actually　cut　the　leg　of　the　pants　open　in　order　to　allow　his　bloated　knee　to　escape。　A　hell　of　a　way　to　treat　good　instruments；　but　none　of　the　knives　in　the　house　would　cut　the　heavy　jeans　fabric；　and　Rachel's　sewing　scissors　certainly　would　not　do　the　trick。
　　But　first；　breakfast。
　　So　he　crossed　the　living　room　and　then　detoured　into　the　front　entry　and　looked　out　at　the　small　blue　car　in　Jud's　driveway。　It　was　covered　with　dewfall；　which　meant　it　had　been　there　for　some　time。　Church　was　still　on　the　roof　but　not　sleeping。　He　appeared　to　be　staring　right　at　Louis　with　his　ugly　yellow…green　eyes。
　　Louis　stepped　back　hurriedly；　as　if　someone　had　caught　him　peeking。
　　He　went　into　the　kitchen；　rattled　out　a　frying　pan；　put　it　on　the　stove；　got　eggs　from　the　fridge。　The　kitchen　was　bright　and　crisp　and　clear。　He　tried　to　whistle…a　whistle　would　bring　the　morning　into　its　proper　focus…but　he　could　not。　Things　looked　right；　but　they　weren't　right。　The　house　seemed　dreadfully　empty；　and　last　night's　work　weighed　on　him。　Things　were　wrong；　awry；　he　felt　a　shadow　hovering；　and　he　was　afraid。
　　He　limped　into　the　bathroom　and　took　a　couple　of　aspirin　with　a　glass　of　orange　juice。　He　was　working　his　way　back　to　the　stove　when　the　telephone　rang。
　　He　did　not　answer　it　immediately　but　turned　and　looked　at　it；　feeling　slow　and　stupid；　a　sucker　in　some　game　which　he　was　only　now　realizing　he　did　not　understand　in　the　least。
　　Don't　answer　that；　you　don't　want　to　answer　that　because　that's　the　bad　news；　that's　the　end　of　the　leash　that　leads　around　the　corner　and　into　the　darkness；　and　I　don't　think　you　want　to　see　what's　on　the　other　end　of　that　leash；　Louis；　I　really　don't　think　you　do；　so　don't　answer　that　phone；　run；　run　now；　the　car's　in　the　garage；　get　in　it　and　take　off；　but　don't　answer　that　phone…　He　crossed　the　room　and　picked　it　up；　standing　there　with　one　hand　on　the　dryer　as　he　had　so　many　times　before；　and　it　was　Irwin　Goldman；　and　even　as　Irwin　said　hello　Louis　saw　the　tracks　crossing　the　kitchen…small；　muddy　tracks…and　his　heart　seemed　to　freeze　in　his　chest；　and　he　believed　he　could　feel　his　eyeballs　swelling　in　his　head；　starting　from　their　sockets；　he　believed　that　if　he　could　have　seen　himself　in　a　mirror　at　that　moment　he　would　have　seen　a　face　out　of　a　seventeenth…century　painting　of　a　lunatic　asylum。　They　were　Gage's　tracks；　Gage　had　been　here；　he　had　been　here　in　the　night；　and　so　where　was　he　now？
　　〃It's　Irwin；　Louis。　。　。　Louis？　Are　you　there？　Hello？〃
　　〃Hello；　Irwin；〃　he　said；　and　already　he　knew　what　Irwin　was　going　to　say。　He　understood　the　blue　car。　He　understood　everything。　The　leash　。　。　。　the　leash　going　into　the　darkness　。　。　。　he　was　moving　fast　along　it　now；　hand　over　hand。　Ah；　if　he　could　drop　it　before　he　saw　what　was　at　the　end！　But　it　was　his　leash。　He　had　bought　it。
　　〃For　a　moment　I　thought　we'd　been　cut　off；〃　Goldman　was　saying。
　　〃No；　the　phone　slipped　out　of　my　hand；〃　Louis　said。　His　voice　was　calm。
　　〃Did　Rachel　make　it　home　last　night？〃
　　〃Oh　yes；〃　Louis　said；　thinking　of　the　blue　car；　Church　perched　on　top　of　it；　the　blue　car　that　was　so　still。　His　eye　traced　the　muddy　footprints　on　the　floor。
　　〃I　ought　to　speak　to　her；〃　Goldman　said。　〃Right　away。　It's　about　Eileen。〃
　　〃Ellie？　What　about　Ellie？〃
　　〃I　really　think　Rachel…〃
　　〃Rachel's　not　here　right　now；〃　Louis　said　harshly。　〃She's　gone　to　the　store　for　bread　and　milk。　What　about　Ellie？　e　on；　Irwin！〃
　　〃We　had　to　take　her　to　the　hospital；〃　Goldman　said　reluctantly。　〃She　had　a　bad　dream　or　a　whole　series　of　them。　She　was　hysterical　and　wouldn't　e　out　of　it。　She…〃
　　〃Did　they　sedate　her？〃
　　〃What？〃
　　〃Sedation；〃　Louis　said　impatiently；　〃did　they　give　her　sedation？〃
　　〃Yes；　oh　yes。　They　gave　her　a　pill；　and　she　went　back　to　sleep。〃
　　〃Did　she　say　anything？　What　scared　her　so　badly？〃　He　was　gripping　the　phone　white…knuckled　now。
　　Silence　from　Irwin　Goldman's　end…a　long　silence。　This　time　Louis　did　not　interrupt；　much　as　he　would　have　liked　to。
　　〃That　was　what　scared　Dory　so　badly；〃　Irwin　said　finally。　〃She　babbled　a　lot　before　she　got　。　。　。　before　she　was　crying　too　hard　to　understand。　Dory　herself　was　almost。　。　。　you　know。〃
　　〃What　did　she　say？〃
　　〃She　said　Oz　the　Great　and　Terrible　had　killed　her　mother。　Only　she　didn't　say　it　that　way。　She　said　。　。　。　she　said　'Oz　the　Gweat　and　Tewwible；'　which　was　the　way　our　other　daughter　always　used　to　say　it。　Our　daughter　Zelda。　Louis；　believe　me　when　I　say　I　would　much　rather　have　asked　Rachel　this　question；　but　how　much　have　you　and　she　told　Eileen　about　Zelda　and　how　she　died？〃
　　Louis　had　closed　his　eyes；　the　world　seemed　to　be　rocking　gently　under　his　feet；　and　Goldman's　voice　had　the　lost　quality　of　a　voice　ing　through　thick　mists。
　　You　may　hear　sounds　like　voices；　but　they　are　only　the　loons　down　south　toward　Prospect。　The　sound　carries。
　　〃Louis；　are　you　there？〃
　　〃Is　she　going　to　be　all　right？〃　Louis　asked；　his　own　voice　distant。　〃Is　Ellie　going　to　be