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A perennial classic from Stephen King - timeless and topical.The house looked right- felt right to Dr Louis Creed.Rambling- old- unsmart and comfortable. A place where the family could settle; the children grow and play and explore. The rolling hills and meadows of Maine seemed a world away from the fume-choked dangers of Chicago.Only the occasional big truck out on the two-lane highway- grinding up through the gears- hammering down the long gradients- growled out an intrusive threat.But behind the house and far away from the road: that was safe. Just a carefully cleared path up into the woods where generations of local children have processed with the solemn innocence of the young- taking with them their dear departed pets for burial.A sad place maybe- but safe. Surely a safe place. Not a place to seep into your dreams- to wake you- sweating with fear and foreboding....