sk.theshining-第35部分
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ines。 Worried。 About him。
He concentrated harder； his brow furrowing； trying to get Into the feeling of his mommy's thoughts。 It was always harder when they weren't right there in the room with him。 Then he began to get it。 Mommy was thinking about a sister。 Her sister。 The sister was dead。 His mommy was thinking that was the main thing that turned her mommy into such a （hitch？） into such an old biddy。 Because her sister had died。 As a little girl she was （hit by a car oh god i could never stand anything like that again like aileen but what if he's sick really sick cancer spinal meningitis leukemia brain tumor like john gunther's son or muscular dystrophy oh jeez kids his age get leukemia all the time radium treatments chemotherapy we couldn't afford anything like that but of course they just can't turn you out to die on the street can they and anyway he's all right all right all right you really shouldn't let yourself think） （Danny…） （about aileen and） （Dannee…） （that car） （Dannee…） But Tony wasn't there。 Only his voice。 And as it faded； Danny followed it down into darkness； falling and tumbling down some magic hole between Dr。 Bill's swinging loafers； past a loud knocking sound； further； a bathtub cruised silently by in the darkness with some horrible thing lolling in it； past a sound like sweetly chiming church bells； past a clock under a dome of glass。
Then the dark was pierced feebly by a single light； festooned with cobwebs。
The weak glow disclosed a stone floor that looked damp and unpleasant。 Somewhere not far distant was a steady mechanical roaring sound； but muted； not frightening。 Soporific。 It was the thing that would be forgotten； Danny thought with dreamy surprise。
As his eyes adjusted to the gloom he could see Tony just ahead of him； a silhouette。 Tony was looking at something and Danny strained his eyes to see what it was。
（Your daddy。 See your daddy？） Of course he did。 How could he have missed him； even in the basement light's feeble glow？ Daddy was kneeling on the floor； casting the beam of a flashlight over old cardboard boxes and wooden crates。 The cardboard boxes were mushy and old； some of them had split open and spilled drifts of paper onto the floor。
Newspapers； books； printed pieces of paper that looked like bills。 His daddy was examining them with great interest。 And then Daddy looked up and shone his flashlight in another direction。 Its beam of light impaled another book； a large white one bound with gold string。 The cover looked like white leather。 It was a scrapbook。 Danny suddenly needed to cry out to his daddy； to tell him to leave that book alone； that some books should not be opened。 But his daddy was climbing toward it。
The mechanical roaring sound； which he now recognized as the boiler at the Overlook which Daddy checked three or four times every day； had developed an ominous； rhythmic hitching。 It began to sound like 。 。 。 like pounding。 And the smell of mildew and wet； rotting paper was changing to something else…the high； junipery smell of the Bad Stuff。 It hung around his daddy like a vapor as he reached for the book 。 。 。 and grasped it。
Tony was somewhere in the darkness （This inhuman place makes human monsters。 This inhuman place） repeating the same inprehensible thing over and over。
（makes human monsters。） Falling through darkness again； now acpanied by the heavy； pounding thunder that was no longer the boiler but the sound of a whistling mallet striking silk… papered walls； knocking out whiffs of plaster dust。 Crouching helplessly on the blue…black woven jungle rug。
（e out） （This inhuman place） （and take your medicine！） （makes human monsters。） With a gasp that echoed in his own head he jerked himself out of the darkness。
Hands were on him and at first he shrank back； thinking that the dark thing in the Overlook of Tony's world had somehow followed him back into the world of real things…and then Dr。 Edmonds was saying： 〃You're all right； Danny。 You're all right。 Everything is fine。〃 Danny recognized the doctor； then his surroundings in the office。 He began to shudder helplessly。 Edmonds held him。
When the reaction began to subside； Edmonds asked； 〃You said something about monsters； Danny…what was it？〃
〃This inhuman place；〃 he said gutturally。 〃Tony told me。 。 。 this inhuman place 。 。 。 makes 。 。 。 makes 。 。 。〃 He shook his head。 〃Can't remember。〃
〃Try！〃
〃I can't。〃
〃Did Tony e？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃What did he show you？〃
〃Dark。 Pounding。 I don't remember。〃
〃Where were you？〃
〃Leave me alone！ I don't remember！ Leave me alone！〃 He began to sob helplessly in fear and frustration。 It was all gone； dissolved into a sticky mess like a wet bundle of paper； the memory unreadable。
Edmonds went to the water cooler and got him a paper cup of water。 Danny drank it and Edmonds got him another one。
〃Better？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Danny； I don't want to badger you 。 。 。 tease you about this； I mean。 But can you remember anything about before Tony came？〃
〃My mommy；〃 Danny said slowly。 〃She's worried about me。〃
〃Mothers always are； guy。〃
〃No 。 。 。 she had a sister that died when she was a little girl。 Aileen。 She was thinking about how Aileen got hit by a car and that made her worried about me。 I don't remember anything else。〃 Edmonds was looking at him sharply。 〃Just now she was thinking that？ Out in the waiting room？〃
〃Yes； sir。〃
〃Danny； how would you know that？〃
〃I don't know；〃 Danny said wanly。 〃The shining； I guess。〃
〃The what？〃 Danny shook his head very slowly。 〃I'm awful tired。 Can't I go see my mommy and daddy？ I don't want to answer any more questions。 I'm tired。 And my stomach hurts。〃
〃Are you going to throw up？〃
〃No； sir。 I just want to go see my mommy and daddy。〃
〃Okay； Dan。〃 Edmonds stood up。 〃You go on out and see them for a minute； then send them in so I can talk to them。 Okay？'；'
〃Yes； sir。〃
〃There are books out there to look at。 You like books； don't you？〃
〃Yes； sir；〃 Danny said dutifully。
〃You're a good boy； Danny。〃 Danny gave him a faint smile。
* * *
〃I can't find a thing wrong with him；〃 Dr。 Edmonds said to the Torrances。 〃Not physically。 Mentally； he's bright and rather too imaginative。 It happens。
Children have to grow into their imaginations like a pair of oversized shoes。
Danny's is still way too big for him。 Ever had his IQ tested？〃
〃I don't believe in them；〃 Jack said。 〃They straight…jacket the expectations of both parents and teachers。〃 Dr。 Edmonds nodded。 〃That may be。 But if you did test him； I think you'd find he's right off the scale for his age group。 His verbal ability； for a boy who is five going on six； is amazing。〃
〃We don't talk down to him；〃 Jack said with a trace of pride。
〃I doubt if you've ever had to in order to make yourself understood。〃 Edmonds paused； fiddling with a pen。 〃He went into a trance while I was with him。 At my request。 Exactly as you described him in the bathroom last night。 All his muscles went lax； his body slumped； his eyeballs rotated outward。 Textbook auto… hypnosis。 I was amazed。 I still am。〃 The Torrances sat forward。 〃What happened？〃 Wendy asked tensely； and Edmonds carefully related Danny's trance； the muttered phrase from which Edmonds had only been able to pluck the word 〃monsters；〃 the 〃dark；〃 the 〃pounding。〃 The aftermath of tears； near…hysteria； and nervous stomach。
〃Tony again；〃 Jack said。
〃What does it mean？〃 Wendy asked。 〃Have you any idea？〃
〃A few。 You might not like them。〃
〃Go ahead anyway；〃 Jack told him。
〃From what Danny told me； his ‘invisible friend' was truly a friend until you folks moved out here from New England。 Tony has only bee a threatening figure since that move。 The pleasant interludes have bee nightmarish； even more frightening to your son because he can't remember exactly what the nightmares are about。 That's mon enough。 We all remember our pleasant dreams more clearly than the scary ones。 There seems to be a buffer somewhere between the conscious and the subconscious； and one hell of a bluenose lives in there。 This censor only lets through a small amount； and often what does e thro
