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"So? A caretaker-" Deke was sounding a little pissed now, a little off-balance. A little scared? For the first time tonight, for the first time this month, this year, maybe for the first time in his whole life? Now there was an awesome thought-Deke loses his fear-cherry. Randy was not sure it was happening, but he thought maybe it was... and he took a perverse pleasure in it.

"It's trying to get under the raft," Deke said grimly. "What's this shit, Pancho?" Randy looked-he looked very carefully. He saw the thing nuzzling the side of the raft, flattening to a shape like half a pizza. For a moment it seemed to be piling up there, thickening, and he had an alarming vision of it piling up enough to run onto the surface of the raft.

Don't look right at it, the colors make you loopy"

Don't look right at it, the colors make you loopy"

"We wait," he said. "Let it eat fish." Fifteen minutes passed. They didn't talk. It got colder. It was maybe fifty degrees and all three of them were in their underwear. After the first ten minutes, Randy could hear the brisk, intermittent clickety-click of his teeth. LaVerne had tried to move next to Deke, but he pushed her away-gently but firmly enough.

"Did it go under the raft? Is it under us?"

"Maybe it'll just... you know... leave us alone." Deke said, "Maybe pigs will-" "It's moving," Randy said.

"Did it go under?" LaVerne said, and there was something oddly nonchalant about her tone, as if she were trying with all her might to be conversational, but she was screaming, too.

"Did it go under?" LaVerne said, and there was something oddly nonchalant about her tone, as if she were trying with all her might to be conversational, but she was screaming, too.

"Maybe it'll just... you know... leave us alone." Deke said, "Maybe pigs will-" "It's moving," Randy said.

So she sat down, arms crossed over her breasts, hands cupping her elbows, shivering. She looked at Randy, her eyes telling him he could come back, put his arm around her, it was okay now.

"Did it go under?" LaVerne said, and there was something oddly nonchalant about her tone, as if she were trying with all her might to be conversational, but she was screaming, too.

Don't look right at it, the colors make you loopy"

"Maybe it'll leave us alone," LaVerne said. Her lips made a pathetic, loose little smile.

"Stop it"

Don't look right at it, the colors make you loopy"

"Did it go under?" LaVerne said, and there was something oddly nonchalant about her tone, as if she were trying with all her might to be conversational, but she was screaming, too.

Then it squeezed under. He thought he heard a noise for a moment-a rough noise, like a roll of canvas being pulled through a narrow window-but that might have only been nerves.

Then it squeezed under. He thought he heard a noise for a moment-a rough noise, like a roll of canvas being pulled through a narrow window-but that might have only been nerves.

Then it squeezed under. He thought he heard a noise for a moment-a rough noise, like a roll of canvas being pulled through a narrow window-but that might have only been nerves.

"Maybe it'll leave us alone," LaVerne said. Her lips made a pathetic, loose little smile.

"Summer cottages. This is October. They're empty, the whole bucking funch of them. We got here and you had to drive around the damn gate, NO TRESPASSING signs every fifty feet-"

Don't look right at it, the colors make you loopy"

"Shut your pie-hole," Deke said absently, and Randy laughed in spite of himself-no matter how many times Deke said that, it always slew him. "If we have to spend the night out here, we do. Somebody'11 hear us yelling tomorrow. We're hardly in the middle of the Australian Outback, are we, Randy?" Randy said nothing. "Are we?"

Then it squeezed under. He thought he heard a noise for a moment-a rough noise, like a roll of canvas being pulled through a narrow window-but that might have only been nerves.

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