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file:///E|/Funny%20&%20Weird%20Shit/75%20-%20Stephen%20King%20Books/Stephen%20King%20-%20Pet%20Sematary.htmHis thin shanks struck the swinging door that led into the kitchen and he pushed it open. The thing thathad come into his house was still indistinct, but Jud could hear it breathing. He could see one white handswinging back and forth—there was something in that hand, but he could not make out what. The doorswung back as he entered the kitchen, and Jud at last turned his back and ran to the utensil drawer. Hejerked it open and found the cleaver’s worn hardwood handle. He snatched it up and turned toward thedoor again; he even took a step or two toward it. Some of his courage had come back.Remember, it ain’t a kid. It may scream or somethin when it sees you’ve got its number; it may cry. Butyou ain’t gonna be fooled. You been fooled too many times already, old man. This is your last chance.The swing door opened again, but at first only the cat came through. Jud’s eye followed it for a momentand then he looked up again.The kitchen faced east, and dawn’s first light came in through the windows, faint and milky white. Notmuch light but enough. Too much.Gage Creed came in, dressed in his burial suit. Moss was growing on the suit’s shoulders and lapels.Moss had fouled his white shirt. His fine blond hair was caked with dirt. One eye had gone to the wall; itstared off into space with terrible concentration. The other was fixed on Jud.Gage was grinning at him.“Hello, Jud,” Gage piped in a babyish but perfectly understandable voice. “I’ve come to send yourrotten, stinking old soul straight to hell. You fucked with me once. Did you think I wouldn’t come backsooner or later and fuck with you?”Jud raised the cleaver. “Come on and get your pecker out then, whatever you are. We’ll see who fuckswith who.”“Norma’s dead, and there’ll be no one to mourn you,” Gage said. “What a cheap slut she was. Shefucked every one of your friends, Jud. She let them put it up her ass. That’s how she liked it best. She’sburning down in hell, arthritis and all. I saw her there, Jud. I saw her there.”It lurched two steps toward him, shoes leaving muddy tracks on the worn linoleum. It held one hand outin front of it as if to shake with him; the other hand was curled behind its back.“Listen, Jud,” it whispered—and then its mouth hung open, baring small milk teeth, and although thelips did not move, Norma’s voice issued forth.“I laughed at you! We all laughed at you! How we laaaaaauuughed—”file:///E|/Funny%20&%20Weird%20Shit/75%20-%20St...20Books/Stephen%20King%20-%20Pet%20Sematary.htm (307 of 333)7/28/2005 9:21:50 PM