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- The door splinters, groans, gives. In a moment the thing will be inside.
- In the corner, amongst a welter of tools, a pick leans against the wall. Arnie
- lunges for it and seizes it as the wolf thrusts its way inside and crouches, its
- yellow eyes gleaming at the cornered man. Its ears are flattened back, furry
- triangles. Its tongue lolls. Behind it, snow gusts in through a door that has been
- shattered down the center.
- It springs with a snarl, and Arnie Westrum swings the pick.
- Once .
- Outside, the feeble lamplight shines raggedly on the snow through the splintered
- door .
- The wind whoops and howls.
- The screams begin.
- January
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