Dead Zone _ Stephen King _ txt Fiction Paradise

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Dead Zone _ Stephen King _ txt Fiction ParadiseDead Zone _ Stephen King _ txt Fiction ParadiseDead Zone _ Stephen King _ txt Fiction Paradise

Johnny put the gun on his shoulder It seemed to float there and land with a thud on the shoulder joint and he remembered shooting grouse with his father when he was a child They had been looking for it for a long time but when he saw the grouse he couldn't pull the trigger and he was very nervous It was a secret as shameful as masturbation and he never told anyone There was another scream An old woman covered her mouth and Johnny saw that she had a circle of artificial flowers on the side of her black hat Face turned to him like a big white zero Open mouth like a little black zero A little boy in a ski jacket is pointing with his finger His mother tried to block him Stilson suddenly appeared in the fore sight and Johnny remembered to turn on the safety catch of the rifle The man in the overcoat opposite was putting his hand into his jacket and Sonny Eriman his blue eyes shining shouted "Get down!"! Gleick get down! But Stillson was still staring up the hallway and for a moment their eyes met as if they understood Stillson only dodged for a moment when Johnny fired The gunfire was so loud that it filled the whole hall and the bullets almost flew off a corner of the podium revealing the white wood inside Splash of debris A piece of debris hit the microphone and there was a strange buzzing sound Johnny loaded another bullet and fired again This time the bullet made a hole in the dusty carpet of the podium The crowd feigned confusion like frightened animals They all ran to the middle passage Those standing behind easily escaped but a bottleneck quickly formed Health Medical in the doorway cursing Screaming men and women were blocking the place There was a bang of gunfire on the other side of the hall and the aisle railing suddenly flew in front of Johnny's eyes Moments later something whistled past his ear Then an invisible finger struck him lightly on the collar The three men on the opposite side all had their pistols raised and because Johnny was up the aisle their goals were very clear-but Johnny suspected that they would not have considered innocent bystanders One of the three older women grabbed Muzzie's arm She's whimpering for something He shook off her hand and held the pistol in both hands Now the hall is full of gunpowder It was about twenty seconds since Johnny got up Get down! Get down Gleick! Stillson was still standing at the edge of the podium leaning slightly and looking up Johnny tilted the gun down and Stillson was right in the middle of the fore sight Then a pistol bullet tore across his neck driving him back and his own bullet flew away The glass of the opposite window broke with a crash A faint scream came from below There was blood in his shoulder and chest Oh you've done a good job of assassination he thought hysterically throwing himself on the railing again He loaded a bullet and put the gun on his shoulder Now Stilson is moving He ran down the steps to the ground and looked up at Johnny again Another bullet rattled past his temple I'm bleeding like a nailed pig he thought Hurry up finish it The bottleneck at the door was broken China Suppliers and now people began to rush out A pistol across the way cracked and the bullet sliced through the side of Johnny's head It doesn't matter Just kill Stilson and nothing else matters He aimed the gun down again This time to shoot -- Stillson is very big but he runs very fast The dark-haired young woman Johnny had noticed earlier holding her crying son was walking into the middle passage halfway to the door still blocking her son with her body Johnny was so taken aback by Stilson's behavior that he nearly dropped his gun He snatched the little boy from his mother's hand turned to the aisle and held the little boy's body in front of him In the fore sight there was no longer Gleick Stillson but a small writhing body which — Yellow markings on a blue filter Yellow markings on a blue filter Wearing a dark blue ski jacket with canary yellow stripes Johnny's mouth opened Yes this is Stilson Tiger but he's behind the filter now What does that mean Johnny screamed but no sound came from his mouth Then Mother screamed But Johnny had heard it somewhere before 'Tommy! Give him back to me! Tommy! Give him back you Gifts Crafts son of a bitch! Johnny's head swelled up like a balloon It's all starting to fade The only bright spot was the fore sight of the gun and now the fore sight of the gun was facing the chest of the blue ski jacket Shoot! Oh my God you have to shoot or he's going to get away Now — perhaps his eyes were misting — the blue ski jacket began to spread and the blue drowned everything and the yellow stripes drowned in it After the filter yes he's after the filter but what does that mean Does that mean he's safe or has he escaped What is this There was a flash of fire below and Johnny vaguely thought it was the flash of a camera flash Stilson pushed the woman away and backed toward the door his eyes narrowing wickedly He clutched the writhing little boy's neck and crotch No Oh God forgive me I can't Then two more bullets hit him one in the chest and he hit the wall and bounced up again The other hit him on the left side of his body and made him turn around on the railing He was vaguely aware that he had dropped his gun It fell on the floor and went into the wall with one shot Then he hit the railing with his upper thigh and fell The town hall turned twice in front of his eyes He fell on two stools with a bang breaking his back and two legs He opened his mouth to shout but instead he spurted out a big mouthful of blood Lying on the broken piece of stool he thought "It's over" I'm a loser I screwed up Grab him hard with your hand They're rolling him over and there's Iriman Muzzie and the other guy It was Elliman who was turning him over Stilson came over and pushed Muzzie aside "Take care of this guy" he said hoarsely Find the son of a bitch who took the picture Smash his camera 。 trade-global.com

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