Free Stephen King's N. by Stephen King, Marc Guggenheim, Alex Maleev Page A

“The widening gyre”—Yeets! Then I looked up. Looked around. And saw its name woven into every sumac bush and every tree at the foot of that hellish field: Cthun, Cthun, Cthun, Cthun. I looked into the sky for releef and saw the clods spelling it out as they traversed the blue: CTHUN in the sky. Looked at the river and saw its curves spell out a giant C. C for Cthun.
    How can I be responsible for the world? How can this be?
    Its not fare!!!!!!!!
    May 4, 2008
    If I can close the door by killing myself
    And the peace, even if it is only the peece of oblitsion
    I am going out there again, but this time not all the way. Just to the Fail Road Bridge. The water there is shallow, the bed lined with rocks.
    The drop must be 30 feet.
    Not the best number but still
    Anyone who falls off that thing cannot fail to
    Cannot fail
    I cant stop thinking about that hideous 3-lobe eye
    The thing with the helmet head
    The screaming faces in the stones
    CTHUN!
    [Dr. Bonsaint’s manuscript ends here.]
    5. The Second Letter
    June 8, 2008
    Dear Charlie,
    I haven’t heard from you about Johnny’s manuscript, and that is good. Please ignore my last letter, and if you still have the pages, burn them. That was Johnny’s request, and I should have honored it myself.
    I told myself I was only going out as far as the Fail Road Bridge—to see the place where we all had so many happy times as kids, the place where he ended his life when the happy times ran out. I told myself it might bring closure (that’s the word Johnny would have used). But of course the mind under my mind—where, I’m sure Johnny would claim, we are all pretty much alike—knew better. Why else did I take the key?
    Because it was there, in his study. Not in the same drawer where I found the manuscript, but in the top one—the one above the kneehole. With another key to “balance it,” just as he said.
    Would I have sent you the key with the manuscript, if I’d found them both in the same place? I don’t know. I don’t. But I’m glad, on the whole, at the way things turned out. Because you might’ve been tempted to go out there. Simple curiosity might have drawn you, or possibly something else. Something stronger.
    Or possibly that’s so much bullshit. Possibly I only took the key and went out to Motton and found that road because I am what I said I was in my first letter: a daughter of Pandora. How can I tell for sure? N. couldn’t. Neither could my brother, not even at the very end, and as he used to say, “I’m a professional, don’t try this at home.”
    In any case, don’t worry about me. I’m fine. And even if I’m not, I can do the math. Sheila LeClaire has 1 husband and 1 child. Charlie Keen—according to what I read in Wikipedia—has 1 wife and 3 children. Hence, you have more to lose. And besides, maybe I never got over that crush I had on you.
    Under no circumstances come back here. Keep doing your reports on obesity and prescription drug abuse and heart attacks in men under 50 and things like that. Normal things like that.
    And if you haven’t read that manuscript (I can hope for this, but doubt it; I’m sure Pandora also had sons), ignore that, too. Put all this down to a woman hysterical over the unexpected loss of her brother.
    There’s nothing out there.
    Just some rocks.
    I saw with my own eyes.
    I swear there’s nothing out there, so stay away.
    6. The Newspaper Article
    [From the Chester’s Mill Democrat: June 1, 2008]
    WOMAN JUMPS FROM BRIDGE, MIMICS BROTHER’S SUICIDE
    By Julia Shumway
    MOTTON—After prominent psychiatrist John Bonsaint committed suicide by jumping from the Bale River Bridge in this little central Maine town a little over a month ago, friends said that his sister, Sheila LeClaire, was confused and depressed. Her husband, Donald LeClaire, said she was “totally devastated.” No one, he went on, thought she was contemplating suicide.
    But she was.
    “Although there was no note,” County Coroner Richard Chapman said, “all the signs are there. Her car was