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Danny felt the intensity of the stare before he knew where it was coming from. He knew it was a ghost by the chill in his breath. But nothing more. He couldn't tell if it was friend or foe. Not at first. Not until he heard the little snuffles that told him exactly who was watching him. He pretended not to notice even as they grew closer and closer. He waited until the cold wet nose pushed its way into his hand and he leapt away. He turned and saw the excited and smug face of Cujo, tail wagging excitedly.