a rift

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“Why do you think Harold would keep his shades down?”
“So nobody can see in, I guess,” Leo said. “So he can do secret things. It’s like the dead people, isn’t it?” […]
“Secret things,” Larry mused aloud, not really trying to draw the boy out anymore.
“Maybe he’s praying to the dark man,” Leo said casually, and Larry jerked as if brushed by a live wire. Leo didn’t notice. He was double-bouncing his Ping- Pong ball, first off the sidewalk and then catching it on the rebound from the brick wall they were passing… whock-whap!
“Do you really think so?” Larry asked, making an effort to sound casual.
“I don’t know. But he’s not like us. He smiles a lot. But I think there might be worms inside him, making him smile. Big white worms eating up his brain. Like maggots.”
The Stand | Stephen King