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file:///E|/Funny%20&%20Weird%20Shit/75%20-%20Stephen%20King%20Books/Stephen%20King%20-%20Pet%20Sematary.htmNot me, boss. Why would I want to do a stupid thing like that?Great. Had me worried for just a minute there, Lou. Looks like a good way to land in your owninfirmary with a broken ankle, doesn’t it?Sure does! Also, it’s getting dark.Sure that he was all together and in total agreement with himself, Louis began to climb the deadfall.He was halfway up when he felt it shift under his feet with a peculiar creaking sound.Roll dem bones, Doc.When the pile shifted again, Louis began to clamber back down. The tail of his shirt had pulled out ofhis pants.He reached solid ground without incident and dusted crumbled bits of bark off his hands. He walkedback to the head of the path which would return him to his house—to his children who would want astory before bed, to Church, who was enjoying hislast day as a card-carrying tomcat and lady-killer, to tea in the kitchen with his wife after the kids weredown.He surveyed the clearing again before leaving, struck by its green silence. Tendrils of ground fog hadappeared from nowhere and were beginning, to wind around the markers. Those concentric circles. . . asif, all unknowing, the childish hands of North Ludlow’s generations had built a kind of scale-modelStonehenge.But, Louis, is this all?Although he had gotten only the barest glimpse over the top of the deadfall before the shifting sensationhad made him nervous, he could have sworn there was a path beyond, leading deeper into the woods.No business of yours, Louis. You’ve got to let this go.Okay, boss.Louis turned and headed home.He stayed up that night an hour after Rachel went to bed, reading a stack of medical journals he hadalready been through, refusing to admit that the thought of going to bed—going to sleepfile:///E|/Funny%20&%20Weird%20Shit/75%20-%20Ste...%20Books/Stephen%20King%20-%20Pet%20Sematary.htm (73 of 333)7/28/2005 9:21:49 PM