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file:///E|/Funny%20&%20Weird%20Shit/75%20-%20Stephen%20King%20Books/Stephen%20King%20-%20Pet%20Sematary.htm“Jud? Are you all right?”“Fine. Need to catch my breath a bit, that’s all.”Louis sat down next to him and deep-breathed half a dozen times.“You know,” he said, “I feel better than I have in maybe six years. I know that’s a crazy thing to saywhen you’re burying your daughter’s cat, but it’s the flat truth, Jud. I feel good.”Jud breathed deeply once or twice himself. “Yeah, I know,” he said. “It is that way once in a while. Youdon’t pick your times for feeling good, any more than you do for the other. And the place has somethingto do with it too, but you don’t want to trust that. Heroin makes dope addicts feel good when they’reputting it in their arms, but all the time it’s poisoning them. Poisoning their bodies and poisoning theirway of thinking. This place can be like that, Louis, and don’t you ever forget it. I hope to God I’m doingright. I think I am, but I can’t be sure. Sometimes my head gets muddled. It’s senility coming, I think.”“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”“This place has power, Louis. Not so much here, but . . . the place we’re going.”“Jud—”“Come on,” Jud said and was on his feet again. The flashlight’s beam illuminated the deadfall. Jud waswalking toward it. Louis suddenly remembered his episode of somnambulism. What was it Pascow hadsaid in the dream that had accompanied it?Don’t go beyond, no matter how much you feel you need to, Doctor. The barrier was not made to bebroken.But now, tonight, that dream or warning or whatever it hadbeen seemed years rather than months distant. Louis felt fine and fey and alive, ready to cope withanything, and yet full of wonder. It occurred to him that this was very much like a dream.Then Jud turned toward him, the hood seeming to surround a blankness, and for one moment Louisimagined that it was Pascow himself who now stood before him, that the shining light would bereversed, trained on a grinning, gibbering skull framed in fur, and his fear returned like a dash of coldwater.“Jud,” he said, “we can’t climb over that. We’ll each break a leg and then probably freeze to death tryingto get back.”file:///E|/Funny%20&%20Weird%20Shit/75%20-%20Ste...%20Books/Stephen%20King%20-%20Pet%20Sematary.htm (97 of 333)7/28/2005 9:21:49 PM