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The　job　done；　he　stood　away；　wiping　his　hands　nervously　on　his　faded　denim

jacket。　There。　It　should　work。　No　reason　why　not。　No　reason　at　all　except　that

it　was　part　of　the　Overlook　and　the　Overlook　really　didnt　want　them　out　of

here。　Not　at　all。　The　Overlook　was　having　one　hell　of　a　good　time。　There　was　a

little　boy　to　terrorize　a　man　and　his　woman　to　set　one　against　the　other；　and　if

it　played　its　cards　right　they　could　end　up　flitting　through　the　Overlooks

halls　like　insubstantial　shades　in　a　Shirley　Jackson　novel；　whatever　walked　in

Hill　House　walked　alone；　but　you　wouldnt　be　alone　in　the　Overlook；　oh　no；　there

would　be　plenty　of　pany　here。　But　there　was　really　no　reason　why　the

snowmobile　shouldnt　start。　Except　of　course

（Except　he　still　didnt　really　want　to　go。）

yes；　except　for　that。

He　stood　looking　at　the　Skidoo；　his　breath　puffing　out　in　frozen　little

plumes。　He　wanted　it　to　be　the　way　it　had　been。　When　he　had　e　in　here　hed

had　no　doubts。　Going　down　would　be　the　wrong　decision；　he　had　known　that　then。

Wendy　was　only　scared　of　the　boogeyman　summoned　up　by　a　single　hysterical　little

boy。　Now　suddenly；　he　could　see　her　side。　It　was　like　his　play；　his　damnable

play。　He　no　longer　knew　which　side　he　was　on；　or　how　things　should　e　out。

Once　you　saw　the　face　of　a　god　in　those　jumbled　blacks　and　whites；　it　was

everybody　out　of　the　pool　—　you　could　never　unsee　it。　Others　might　laugh　and　say

its　nothing；　just　a　lot　of　splotches　with　no　meaning；　give　me　a　good　old　Craft…

master　paint…by…the…numbers　any　day；　but　you　would　always　see　the　face　of

Christ…Our…Lord　looking　out　at　you。　You　had　seen　it　in　one　gestalt　leap；　the

conscious　and　unconscious　melding　in　that　one　shocking　moment　of　understanding。

You　would　always　see　it。　You　were　damned　to　always　see　it。

（Ive　been　sleepwalking　again；　my　dear　。。。）

It　had　been　all　right　until　he　had　seen　Danny　playing　in　the　snow。　It　was

Dannys　fault。　Everything　had　been　Dannys　fault。　He　was　the　one　with　the

shining；　or　whatever　it　was。　It　wasnt　a　shining。　It　was　a　curse。　If　he　and

Wendy　had　been　here　alone；　they　could　have　passed　the　winter　quite　nicely。　No

pain；　no　strain　on　the　brain。

（Dont　want　to　leave。　？Cant？）

The　Overlook　didnt　want　them　to　go　and　he　didnt　want　them　to　go　either。　Not

even　Danny。　Maybe　he　was　a　part　of　it；　now。　Perhaps　the　Overlook；　large　and

rambling　Samuel　Johnson　that　it　was；　had　picked　him　to　be　its　Boswell。　You　say

the　new　caretaker　writes？　Very　good；　sign　him　on。　Time　we　told　our　side。　Lets

get　rid　of　the　woman　and　his　snotnosed　kid　first；　however。　We　dont　want　him　to

be　distracted。　We　dont　—

He　was　standing　by　the　snowmobiles　cockpit；　his　head　starting　to　ache　again。

What　did　it　e　down　to？　Go　or　stay。　Very　simple。　Keep　it　simple。　Shall　we　go

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