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191
He
is
somewhere
deep
beneath
the
ground
:
in
a
tunnel
,
perhaps
,
or
a
sewer
.
Light
comes
in
flickers
,
defining
the
darkness
,
not
dispelling
it
.
He
is
not
alone
.
There
are
other
people
walking
beside
him
,
although
he
cannot
see
their
faces
.
They
are
running
,
now
,
through
the
inside
of
the
sewer
,
splashing
through
the
mud
and
filth
.
Droplets
of
water
fall
slowly
through
the
air
,
crystal
clear
in
the
darkness
.
192
He
turns
a
corner
,
and
the
beast
is
waiting
for
him
.
193
It
is
huge
.
It
fills
the
space
of
the
sewer
:
massive
head
down
,
bristled
body
and
breath
steaming
in
the
chill
of
the
air
.
Some
kind
of
boar
,
he
thinks
at
first
,
and
then
realizes
that
no
boar
could
be
so
huge
.
It
is
the
size
of
a
bull
,
of
a
tiger
,
of
an
ox
.
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194
It
stares
at
him
,
and
it
pauses
for
a
hundred
years
,
while
he
lifts
his
spear
.
He
glances
at
his
hand
,
holding
the
spear
,
and
observes
that
it
is
not
his
hand
:
the
arm
is
furred
with
dark
hair
,
the
nails
are
almost
claws
.
195
And
then
the
beast
charges
.
196
He
throws
his
spear
,
but
it
is
already
too
late
,
and
he
feels
the
beast
slice
his
side
with
razor
-
sharp
tusks
,
feels
his
life
slip
away
into
the
mud
:
and
he
realizes
he
has
fallen
face
down
into
the
water
,
which
crimsons
in
thick
swirls
of
suffocating
blood
.
And
he
tries
so
to
scream
,
he
tries
to
wake
up
,
but
he
can
breathe
only
mud
and
blood
and
water
,
he
can
feel
only
pain
.
.
.
197
"
Bad
dream
?
"
asked
the
girl
.
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198
Richard
sat
up
on
the
couch
,
gasping
for
breath
.
The
curtains
were
still
drawn
,
the
lights
and
the
television
still
on
,
but
he
could
tell
,
from
the
pale
light
coming
in
through
the
cracks
,
that
it
was
morning
.
199
He
fumbled
on
the
couch
for
the
remote
control
,
which
had
wedged
itself
into
the
small
of
his
back
during
the
night
,
and
he
turned
off
the
television
.
200
"
Yes
,
"
he
said
.
"
Sort
of
.
"