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file:///E|/Funny%20&%20Weird%20Shit/75%20-%20Stephen%20King%20Books/Stephen%20King%20-%20Pet%20Sematary.htmcoat. He switched the bag and the shovel more often, but the ache in his shoulders was now constant. Hefell into a rhythm of walking and became almost hypnotized with it. There was power here, yes, he feltit. He remembered a time when he had been a senior in high school. He and his girl and some othercouple had gone way out in the boonies and had ended up necking at the end of a dead-end dirt road neara power station. They hadn’t been there long before Louis’s girl said that she wanted to go home, or atleast to another place, because all her teeth (all the ones with fillings, anyway, and that was most ofthem) were aching. Louis had been glad to leave himself. The air around the power station had madehim feel nervous and too awake. This was like that, but it was stronger. Stronger but not unpleasant atall. It was— Jud had stopped at the base of a long slope. Louis ran into him.Jud turned toward him. “We’re almost where we’re going now,” he said calmly. “This next bit is like thedeadfall—you got to walk steady and easy. Just follow me and don’t look down. You felt us goingdownhill?”“Yes.”“This is the edge of what the Micmacs used to call Little Cod Swamp. The fur traders who came throughcalled it Dead Man’s Bog, and most of them who came once and got out never came gain.”“Is there quicksand?”“Oh, ayuh, quicksand aplenty! Streams that bubble up througha big deposit of quartz sand left over from the glacier. Silica sand, we always called it, although there’sprobably a proper name for it.”Jud looked at him, and for a moment Louis thought he saw something bright and not completelypleasant in the old man’s eyes.Then Jud shifted the flashlight and that look was gone.“There’s a lot of funny things down this way, Louis. The air’s heavier. . . more electrical. . . orsomethin.”Louis started.“What’s wrong?”“Nothing,” Louis said, thinking of that night on the dead-end road.“You might see St. Elmo’s fire—what the sailors call foo-lights. It makes funny shapes, but it’s nothing.file:///E|/Funny%20&%20Weird%20Shit/75%20-%20St...20Books/Stephen%20King%20-%20Pet%20Sematary.htm (100 of 333)7/28/2005 9:21:49 PM

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