it might have been a part of his own thoughts。 It was soft and infinitely sly。
Mocking him。 Seeming to say:
(Oh yes; youll like it here。 Try it; youll like it。 Try it; youll liiiiike
it — )
Now his ears were open and he could hear them again; the gathering; ghosts or
spirits or maybe the hotel itself; a dreadful funhouse where all the sideshows
ended in death; where all the specially painted boogies were really alive; where
hedges walked; where a small silver key could start the obscenity。 Soft and
sighing; rustling like the endless winter wind that played under the eaves at
night; the deadly lulling wind the summer tourists never heard。 It was like the
somnolent hum of summer wasps in a ground nest; sleepy; deadly; beginning to
wake up。 They were ten thousand feet high。
(Why is a raven like a writing desk? The higher the fewer; of course! Have
another cup of tea!)
It was a living sound; but not voices; not breath。 A man of a philosophical
bent might have called it the sound of souls。 Dick Halloranns Nana; who had
grown up on southern roads in the years before the turn of the century; would
have called it haants。 A psychic investigator might have had a long name for
it — psychic echo; psychokinesis; a telesmic sport。 But to Danny it was only the
sound of the hotel; the old monster; creaking steadily and ever more closely
around them: halls that now stretched back through time as well as distance;
hungry shadows; unquiet guests who did not rest easy。
In the darkened ballroom the clock under glass struck seven…thirty with a
single musical note。
A hoarse voice; made brutal with drink; shouted: 〃Unmask and lets fuck!〃
Wendy; halfway across the lobby; jerked to a standstill。
She looked at Danny on the stairs; still tossing the ball from hand to hand。
〃Did you hear something?〃
Danny only looked at her and continued to toss the ball from hand to hand。
There would be little sleep for them that night; although they slept together
behind a locked door。
And in the dark; his eyes open; Danny thought:
(He wants to be one of them and live forever。 Thats what he wants。)
Wendy thought:
(If I have to; Ill take him further up。 If were going to die Id rather do
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