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file:///E|/Funny%20&%20Weird%20Shit/75%20-%20Stephen%20King%20Books/Stephen%20King%20-%20Pet%20Sematary.htm“I can give you Dr. Rynzwyck’s home phone if you want it, Doctor, but he usually plays golf up inOrono in the morning.”“That’s okay,” Louis said.He hung up the telephone. Let that put paid to it, he thought. When you were having that crazy dream, orwhatever it was, Pascow’s body was almost certainly in a Bergenfield funeral home. That closes it off;let that be the end of it.Driving home that afternoon, a simple explanation of the filth at the foot of the bed finally occurred tohim, flooding him with relief.He had experienced an isolated incident of sleepwalking, brought on by the unexpected and extremelyupsetting happenstance of having a student mortally injured and then dying in his infirmary during hisfirst real day on the job.It explained everything. The dream had seemed extremely real because large parts of it were real—thefeel of the carpet, the colddew, and, of course, the dead branch that had scratched his arm. It explained why Pascow had been ableto walk through the door and he had not.A picture rose in his mind, a picture of Rachel coming downstairs last night and catching him bumpingagainst the back door, trying in his sleep to walk through it. The thought made him grin. It would havegiven her a hell of a turn, all right.With the sleepwalking hypothesis in mind, he was able to analyze the causes of the dream—and he didso with a certain eagerness. He had walked to the Pet Sematary because it had become associated withanother moment of recent stress. It had in fact been the cause of a serious argument between him and hiswife. . . and also, he thought with growing excitement, it was associated in his mind with his daughter’sfirst encounter with the idea of death—something his own subconscious must have been grappling withlast night when he went to bed.Damn lucky I got back to the house okay—I don’t even remember that part. Must have come back onautopilot.It was a good thing he had. He couldn’t imagine what it would have been like to have awakened thismorning by the grave of Smucky the Cat, disoriented, covered with dew, and probably scared shitless—as Rachel also would have been, undoubtedly.But it was over now.file:///E|/Funny%20&%20Weird%20Shit/75%20-%20Ste...%20Books/Stephen%20King%20-%20Pet%20Sematary.htm (71 of 333)7/28/2005 9:21:49 PM

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