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From within the hut came a wail of grief and rage so awful that Roland’s spine turned to a cord of ice. The gate shivered more violently this time, the colors in the uprights brightening perceptibly. Such things never stay in one place or one pair of hands for long, you know, and even enchanted glass has a way of breaking. But how did they get here before us? What could be faster than Blaine the Mono, for cripe’s sake?”“A door,” Eddie said.

TO HOLD UP THEIR PANTS?” Blaine’s voice firmed, and repeated the question as a statement. He pointed. He turned back, and winced at the sight of the bruise puffing up from the middle of Roland’s brow. They stick to my mind the way flies stick to flypaper.