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  Table of Contents

  Epigraph

  Title Page

  Copyright Page

  Dedication

  BOOK I - The Ship in the Earth

  Chapter 1. - ANDERSON STUMBLES

  Chapter 2. - ANDERSON DIGS

  Chapter 3. - PETER SEES THE LIGHT

  Chapter 4. - THE DIG, CONTINUED

  Chapter 5. - GARDENER TAKES A FALL

  Chapter 6. - GARDENER ON THE ROCKS

  Chapter 7. - GARDENER ARRIVES

  Chapter 8. - MODIFICATIONS

  Chapter 9. - ANDERSON SPINS A TALE

  Chapter 10. - GARDENER DECIDES

  BOOK II - Tales of Haven

  Chapter 1. - THE TOWN

  Chapter 2. - 'BECKA PAULSON

  Chapter 3. - HILLY BROWN

  Chapter 4. - BENT AND JINGLES

  Chapter 5. - RUTH McCAUSLAND

  Chapter 6. - RUTH McCAUSLAND CONCLUDED

  Chapter 7. - BEACH JERNIGAN AND DICK ALLISON

  Chapter 8. - EV HILLMAN

  Chapter 9. - THE FUNERAL

  Chapter 10. - A BOOK OF DAYS--THE TOWN, CONCLUDED

  BOOK III - The Tommyknockers

  Chapter 1. - SISSY

  Chapter 2. - GARDENER TAKES A WALK

  Chapter 3. - THE HATCH

  Chapter 4. - THE SHED

  Chapter 5. - THE SCOOP

  Chapter 6. - INSIDE THE SHIP

  Chapter 7. - THE SCOOP, CONTINUED

  Chapter 8. - GARD ANDBOBBI

  Chapter 9. - THE SCOOP, CONCLUDED

  Chapter 10. - TOMMYKNOCKERS, KNOCKING AT THE DOOR

  Epilogue

  Late Last Night and the Night Before ...

  THE TOMMYKNOCKERS

  ... Tommyknockers, tommyknockers, knocking at the door.

  Something was happening in Bobbi Anderson's idyllic small town of Haven, Maine. Something that gave every man, woman, and child in town powers far beyond ordinary mortals. Something that turned the town into a death trap for all outsiders. Something that came from a metal object, buried for millennia, that Bobbi stumbled across.

  It wasn't that Bobbi and the other good folks of Haven had sold their souls to reap the rewards of the most deadly evil this side of hell. It was more like a diabolical takeover ... and invasion of body and soul--and mind.

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  WORKS BY STEPHEN KING

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  Carrie

  'Salem's Lot

  The Shining

  The Stand

  The Dead Zone

  Firestarter

  Cujo

  THE DARK TOWER I:

  The Gunslinger

  Christine

  Pet Sematary

  Cycle of the Werewolf

  The Talisman

  (with Peter Straub)

  It

  The Eyes of the Dragon

  Misery

  The Tommyknockers

  THE DARK TOWER II:

  The Drawing

  of the Three

  THE DARK TOWER III:

  The Waste Lands

  The Dark Half

  Needful Things

  Gerald's Game

  Dolores Claiborne

  Insomnia

  Rose Madder

  Desperation

  The Green Mile

  THE DARK TOWER IV:

  Wizard and Glass

  Bag of Bones

  The Girl Who Loved Tom

  Gordon

  Dreamcatcher

  Black House

  (with Peter Straub)

  From a Buick 8

  THE DARK TOWER V:

  Wolves of the Calla

  THE DARK TOWER VI:

  Song of Susannah

  THE DARK TOWER VII:

  The Dark Tower AS RICHARD BACHMAN

  Rage

  The Long Walk

  Roadwork

  The Running Man

  Thinner

  The Regulators COLLECTIONS

  Night Shift

  Different Seasons

  Skeleton Crew

  Four Past Midnight

  Nightmares and

  Dreamscapes

  Hearts in Atlantis

  Everything's Eventual

  NONFICTION

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  On Writing SCREENPLAYS

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  Cat's Eye

  Silver Bullet

  Maximum Overdrive

  Pet Sematary

  Golden Years

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  Storm of the Century

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  FOR TABITHA KING

  "...promises to keep."

  LIKE MANY OF THE MOTHER GOOSE RHYMES, the verse about the Tommyknockers is deceptively simple. The origin of the word is difficult to trace. Webster's Unabridged says Tommyknockers are either (a) tunneling ogres or (b) ghosts which haunt deserted mines or caves. Because "tommy" is an archaic British slang term referring to army rations (leading to the term "tommies" as a word use
d to identify British conscripts, as in Kipling--"it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that ..."), the Oxford Unabridged Dictionary, while not identifying the term itself, at least suggests that Tommyknockers are the ghosts of miners who died of starvation, but still go knocking for food and rescue.

  The first verse ("Late last night and the night before," etc.) is common enough for my wife and myself to have heard it as children, although we were raised in different towns, different faiths, and came from different descendants--hers primarily French, mine Scots-Irish.

  All other verses are products of the author's imagination.

  That author--me, in other words--wishes to thank his spouse, Tabitha, who is an invaluable if sometimes maddening critic (if you get mad at critics, you almost always can be sure they are right), the editor, Alan Williams, for his kind and careful attention, Phyllis Grann for her patience (this book was not so much written as gutted out), and, in particular, George Everett McCutcheon, who has read each of my novels and vetted it carefully--primarily for weapons and ballistics reasons, but also for his attention to continuity. Mac died while this book was in rewrite. In fact, I was obediently making corrections suggested by one of his notes when I learned he had finally succumbed to the leukemia he had battled for nearly two years. I miss him terribly, not because he helped me fix things but because he was part of my heart's neighborhood.

  Thanks are due to others, more than I could name: pilots, dentists, geologists, fellow writers, even my kids, who listened to the book aloud. I'm also grateful to Stephen Jay Gould. Although he is a Yankee fan and thus not entirely to be trusted, his comments on the possibilities of what I'd call "dumb evolution" helped to shape the redraft of this novel (e.g. The Flamingo's Smile).

  Haven is not real. The characters are not real. This is a work of fiction, with one exception:

  The Tommyknockers are real.

  If you think I'm kidding, you missed the nightly news.

  --STEPHEN KING

  Late last night and the night before,

  Tommyknockers, Tommyknockers,

  knocking at the door.

  I want to go out, don't know if I can,

  'cause I'm so afraid

  of the Tommyknocker man.

  --TRADITIONAL

  BOOK I

  The Ship in the Earth

  Well we picked up Harry Truman, floating down from Independence,

  We said, "What about the war?"

  He said, "Good riddance!"

  We said, "What about the bomb? Are you sorry that you

  did it?"

  He said, "Pass me that bottle and mind your own bidness. "

  --THE RAINMAKERS, "Downstream"

  1.

  ANDERSON STUMBLES

  1

  For want of a nail the kingdom was lost--that's how the catechism goes when you boil it down. In the end, you can boil everything down to something similar--or so Roberta Anderson thought much later on. It's either all an accident ... or all fate. Anderson literally stumbled over her destiny in the small town of Haven, Maine, on June 21, 1988. That stumble was the root of the matter; all the rest was nothing but history.

  2

  Anderson was out that afternoon with Peter, an aging beagle who was now blind in one eye. Peter had been given to her by Jim Gardener in 1976. Anderson had left college the year before with her degree only two months away to move onto her uncle's place in Haven. She hadn't realized how lonely she'd been until Gard brought the dog. He'd been a pup then, and Anderson sometimes found it difficult to believe he was now old--eighty-four in dog's years. It was a way of measuring her own age. Nineteen-seventy-six had receded. Yes indeed. When you were twenty-five, you could still indulge in the luxury of believing that, in your case, at least, growing up was a clerical error which would eventually be rectified. When you woke up one day and discovered your dog was eighty-four and you yourself were thirty-seven, that was a view that had to be reexamined. Yes indeed.

  Anderson was looking for a place to cut some wood. She'd a cord and a half laid by, but wanted at least another three to take her through the winter. She had cut a lot since those early days when Peter had been a pup sharpening his teeth on an old slipper (and wetting all too often on the dining-room rug), but the place was still not short. The property (still, after thirteen years, mostly referred to by the townspeople as the old Garrick place) had only a hundred and eighty feet on Route 9, but the rock walls marking the north and south boundaries marched off at diverging angles. Another rock wall--this one so old it had degenerated into isolated rock middens furred with moss--marked the property's rear boundary about three miles into an unruly forest of first-and second-growth trees. The total acreage of this pie-shaped wedge was huge. Beyond the wall at the western edge of Bobbi Anderson's land were miles of wilderness owned by the New England Paper Company. Burning Woods, on the map.

  In truth, Anderson didn't really need to hunt a place to do her cutting. The land her mother's brother had left her was valuable because most of the trees on it were good hardwood relatively untouched by the gypsy-moth infestation. But this day was lovely and warm after a rainy spring, the garden was in the ground (where most of it would rot, thanks to the rains), and it wasn't yet time to start the new book. So she had covered the typewriter and here she was with faithful old one-eyed Peter, rambling.

  There was an old logging road behind the farm, and she followed this almost a mile before striking off to the left. She was wearing a pack (a sandwich and a book in it for her, dog biscuits for Peter, and lots of orange ribbon to tie around the trunks of the trees she would want to cut as September's heat ebbed toward October) and a canteen. She had a Silva compass in her pocket. She had gotten lost on the property only once, and once was enough to last her forever. She had spent a terrible night in the woods, simultaneously unable to believe she had actually gotten lost on property she for Christ's sweet sake owned and sure she would die out here--a possibility in those days, because only Jim would know she was missing, and Jim only came when you weren't expecting him. In the morning, Peter had led her to a stream, and the stream had led her back to Route 9, where it burbled cheerfully through a culvert under the tar only two miles from home. Nowadays she probably had enough woods savvy to find her way back to the road or to one of the rock walls bounding her land, but the key word was probably. So she carried a compass.

  She found a good stand of maple around three o'clock. In fact, she had found several other good stands of wood, but this one was close to a path she knew, a path wide enough to accommodate the Tomcat. Come September 20th or so--if someone didn't blow the world up in the meantime--she would hook her sledge up to the Tomcat, drive in here, and do some cutting. Besides, she had walked enough for one day.

  "Look good, Pete?"

  Pete barked feebly, and Anderson looked at the beagle with a sadness so deep it surprised and disquieted her. Peter was done up. He seldom took after birds and squirrels and chipmunks and the occasional woodchuck these days; the thought of Peter running a deer was laughable. She would have to take a good many rest stops on the way back for him ... and there had been a time, not that long ago (or so her mind stubbornly maintained), when Peter would always have been a quarter of a mile ahead of her, belling volleys of barks back through the woods. She thought there might come a day when she would decide enough was enough; she'd pat the seat on the passenger side of the Chevrolet pickup for the last time, and take Peter to the vet down in Augusta. But not this summer, please God. Or this fall or winter, please God. Or ever, please God.

  Because without Peter, she would be alone. Except for Jim, and Jim Gardener had gotten more than just a trifle wiggy over the last eight years or so. Still a friend, but ... wiggy.

  "Glad you approve, Pete old man," she said, putting a ribbon or two around the trees, knowing perfectly well she might decide to cut another stand and the ribbons would rot here. "Your taste is only exceeded by your good looks."

  Peter, knowing what was expected of him (he was old, but not stu
pid), wagged his scraggy stub of a tail and barked.

  "Be a Viet Cong!" Anderson ordered.

  Peter obediently fell on his side--a little wheeze escaped him--and rolled on his back, legs splayed out. That almost always amused Anderson, but today the sight of her dog playing Viet Cong (Peter would also play dead at the words "hooch" or "My Lai") was too close to what she had been thinking about.

  "Up, Pete."

  Pete got up slowly, panting below his muzzle. His white muzzle.

  "Let's go back." She tossed him a dog biscuit. Peter snapped at it and missed. He snuffed for it, missed it, then came back to it. He ate it slowly, without much relish. "Right," Anderson said. "Move out."

  3

  For want of a shoe, the kingdom was lost ... for the choice of a path, the ship was found.

  Anderson had been down here before in the thirteen years that the Garrick place hadn't become the Anderson place; she recognized the slope of land, a deadfall left by pulpers who had probably all died before the Korean War, a great pine with a split top. She had walked this land before and would have no trouble finding her way back to the path she would use with the Tomcat. She might have passed the spot where she stumbled once or twice or half a dozen times before, perhaps by yards, or feet, or bare inches.

  This time she followed Peter as the dog moved slightly to the left, and with the path in sight, one of her elderly hiking boots fetched up against something ... fetched up hard.

  "Hey!" she yelled, but it was too late, in spite of her pinwheeling arms. She fell to the ground. The branch of a low bush scratched her cheek hard enough to bring blood.

  "Shit!" she cried, and a bluejay scolded her.

  Peter returned, first sniffing and then licking her nose.

  "Christ, don't do that, your breath stinks!"

  Peter wagged his tail. Anderson sat up. She rubbed her left cheek and saw blood on her palm and fingers. She grunted.

  "Nice going," she said, and looked to see what she had tripped over--a fallen piece of tree, most likely, or a rock poking out of the ground. Lots of rock in Maine.

  What she saw was a gleam of metal.

  She touched it, running her finger along it and then blowing off black forest dirt.

  "What's this?" she asked Peter.

  Peter approached, sniffed at it, and then did a peculiar thing. The beagle backed off two dog-paces, sat down, and uttered a single low howl.

 

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