"“Yes,” he said. “In the old days, when the roads were crowded, you couldn’t just turn around when you missed an exit. You had to keep going, sometimes for miles and miles, before you could find a way to get off the road and then get back on. Some of the cloverleaves they designed were so complicated"
"A few miles beyond San Breta I stopped and got out of the car. I sat there in the starlight until it was nearly dawn, looking and listening. But the lights stayed out, and I saw nothing. Yet, around midnight, there was a peculiar whistling sound in the distance. It built quickly, until it was right "
"And it wasn’t really an impulse. I ran to Cerberus. Ran. Ran to escape from loneliness. That doesn’t make sense? Yet it does. I know about loneliness. It’s been the theme of my life. I’ve been alone for as long as I can remember. But there are two kinds of loneliness. Most people don’t realize the d"
"The nightmares have a bite of truth to them. They’re all the same. It’s always a replay of me and Karen, together on that last night. It was a good night, as nights went for me. We ate at one of my favorite restaurants, and went to a show. We talked together easily, about many things. We laughed tog"
"It’s beautiful out here. Lonely, yes. But such a loneliness! You’re alone with the universe, the stars spread out at your feet and scattered around your head. Each one is a sun, yet they still look cold to me. I find myself shivering, lost in the vastness of it all, wondering how it got there and wh"
"... I made a solemn vow that I would not give up."
""Think back on all the ghost stroies you read as a kid. What did they all have in common?" I frowned. "Don't know." "Violent death, that's what. Ghosts were the products of murders and of executions, debris of blood and violence. Haunted houses were all places where someone had met a grisly end a hu"
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I. A Four-Color Fanboy:青少年时期习作
(只有孩童才会惧怕黑暗)Only Kids Are Afraid of the Dark (1967)