An unknown length of time later; he came around a driftbanked curve and saw a
glimmering flash of light ahead。 Just a glimpse; and then it was blotted out by
a rising fold of land。 The glimpse was so brief he was persuading himself it had
been wishful thinking when another turn brought it in view again; slightly
closer; for another few seconds。 There was no question of its reality this time;
he had seen it from just this angle too many times before。 It was the Overlook。
There were lights on the first floor and lobby levels; it looked like。
Some of his terror — the part that had to do with driving off the road or
wrecking the snowmobile on an unseen curve — melted entirely away。 The snowmobile
swept surely into the first half of an S curve that he now remembered
confidently foot for foot; and that was when the headlamp picked out the
(oh dear Jesus god what is it)
in the road ahead of him。 Limned in stark blacks and whites; Hallorann first
thought it was some hideously huge timberwolf that had been driven down from the
high country by the storm。 Then; as he closed on it; he recognized it and horror
closed his throat。
Not a wolf but a lion。 A hedge lion。
Its features were a mask of black shadow and powdered snow; its haunches wound
tight to spring。 And it did spring; snow billowing around its pistoning rear
legs in a silent burst of crystal glitter。
Hallorann screamed and twisted the handlebars hard right; ducking low at the
same time。 Scratching; ripping pain scrawled itself across his face; his neck;
his shoulders。 The ski mask was torn open down the back。 He was hurled from the
snowmobile。 He hit the snow; plowed through it; rolled over。
He could feel it ing for him。 In his nostrils there was a bitter smell of
green leaves and holly。 A huge hedge paw batted him in the small of the back and
he flew ten feet through the air; splayed out like a rag doll。 He saw the
snowmobile; riderless; strike the embankment and rear up; its headlamp searching
the sky。 It fell over with a thump and stalled。
Then the hedge lion was on him。 There was a crackling; rustling sound。
Something raked across the front of the parka; shredding it。 It might have been
stiff twigs; but Hallorann knew it was claws。
〃Youre not there!〃 Hallorann screamed at the circling; snarling hedge lion。
〃Youre not there at all!〃 He struggled to his feet and made it halfway to the
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