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Danny
stood
with
his
back
against
the
door
,
looking
at
the
right
angle
where
the
hallways
joined
.
The
steady
,
irregular
booming
sound
of
the
mallet
against
the
walls
grew
louder
.
The
thing
that
was
after
him
screamed
and
howled
and
cursed
.
Dream
and
reality
had
joined
together
without
a
seam
.
It
came
around
the
corner
.
In
a
way
,
what
Danny
felt
was
relief
.
It
was
not
his
father
.
The
mask
of
face
and
body
had
been
ripped
and
shredded
and
made
into
a
bad
joke
.
It
was
not
his
daddy
,
not
this
Saturday
Night
Shock
Show
horror
with
its
rolling
eyes
and
hunched
and
hulking
shoulders
and
blood
-
drenched
shirt
.
It
was
not
his
daddy
.
"
Now
,
by
God
,
"
it
breathed
.
It
wiped
its
lips
with
a
shaking
hand
.
"
Now
you
’
ll
find
out
who
is
the
boss
around
here
.
You
’
ll
see
.
It
’
s
not
you
they
want
.
It
’
s
me
.
Me
.
Me
!
"
It
slashed
out
with
the
scarred
hammer
,
its
double
head
now
shapeless
and
splintered
with
countless
impacts
.
It
struck
the
wall
,
cutting
a
circle
in
the
silk
paper
.
Plaster
dust
puffed
out
.
It
began
to
grin
.
"
Let
’
s
see
you
pull
any
of
your
fancy
tricks
now
,
"
it
muttered
.
"
I
wasn
’
t
born
yesterday
,
you
know
.
Didn
’
t
just
fall
off
the
hay
truck
,
by
God
.
I
’
m
going
to
do
my
fatherly
duty
by
you
,
boy
.
"
Danny
said
:
"
You
’
re
not
my
daddy
.
"
It
stopped
.
For
a
moment
it
actually
looked
uncertain
,
as
if
not
sure
who
or
what
it
was
.
Then
it
began
to
walk
again
.
The
hammer
whistled
out
,
struck
a
door
panel
and
made
it
boom
hollowly
.
