He didn't believe in ghosts. Five minutes passed. everything was dark. 'Sure,' Tony said. Symptoms: Shock, loss of memory (partial), nausea, disinterest in food, constipation, general loginess Come to pick up some boxes.' What was the bad thing? . ' Royal tried the lightswitch just inside with no result. 'Understood.' They looked at each other in the wan dash lights, the fear heavy on both of them. 'My partner is extremely knowledgeable on any subject in which he becomes interested,' Straker said. solid gone. 'No, no shit. And let's try not to break our legs.' . 'That funny money, Milt?' Vinnie Upshaw produced his old Top cigarette roller from inside his vest, spilled a line of tobacco into it, and inserted a cigarette paper with arthritis-swelled fingers. 'You got a good way of looking at things, Larry.' When it was even with the truck body, they climbed up and walked it inside. 'I don't like goin' up there, and I ain't afraid to say so. Old weathered cleat marks show on their surfaces where linemen have climbed to fix some?thing in 1946 or 1952 or 1969. 'But we have time.' It does.' 'Marge! 'That's the only signed book I got.' 'We'll get arrested for burglars.' I ain't got no suspects. Mears learns that the Marsten House -- the former home of Depression-era hitman Hubert "Hubie" Marsten -- has been purchased by Kurt Barlow, an Austrian immigrant who has arrived in the Lot to ostensibly open an antique store. You couldn't grab a box without getting blue ink up to your elbows.' The office was old, dusty, and lighted by two fly-specked yellow globes. 'What do you think happened to him, Ben?' 'Now, wait just a minute - ' 'They've run off with bigger men than you.' And that was it. They watched the stranger lift the carton into the trunk. The shutters would open after dark. The Marsten House. He had another drink, and then another. 'That was a thirty-nine Packard, and not a spot of rust on her.' . But maybe I'm fooling myself. He lit a Pall Mall and strolled in, 'Parkins Gillespie. Stephen King Wiki is a FANDOM Books Community. 'I thought you might.' It was heavy enough. 'Sure. 'We're from him. 'What's that for?' 'No.' The telephone poles are gray and splintery, and the freezes and thaws of winter have heaved them into leaning postures that are casual. ' . Parkins Gillespie said there was no point in sending men into the woods that night. Marjorie Glick's eyes had slowly been widening. In the original novel, Barlow came to the town of Jerusalem's Lot in a box shipped overseas by his assistant, Richard Straker. He still got by with the cheap electric fan instead of air conditioning. No . I need a service, please.' It was opened only a second later, almost as if the new fella had been lurking behind it, waiting for him to come to the door. 'Mr Crockett,' the familiar, accentless voice said. Kurt Barlow was a Type-One Vampire who terrorized the town of Jerusalem's Lot, Maine. Ben laughed, but the sound did not contain a great deal of humor. An indefinable something. The shutters were closed; they would open up later on. In 1973, he and his wife Miranda were in a … They separated. . Probably the boy had just wandered off the path. Her face was pale, her hair absently combed. Ben nodded. And then she felt the cold flesh of his wrist and the lack of movement in the light blue tracery of veins beneath her fingers, and she ran for the nurses' station to report a death on the ward. More or less welcome you to the town an' wish you good luck, I guess.' Marsten's evil brought Barlow to the town and gave him a place to stay. Parkins turned his mild gaze out the window, where the rain continued to pour down. My guess is that'd be worth some money down to Arcade Coin in Portland.' In the local mercantile store, a rotted bolt of cotton cloth was found on the counter and a price of $1.22 rung up on the cash register. 'I certainly will, Constable Gillespie. Straker was looking at him intently. He was no longer smiling. 'You will procure a truck, please. she said. Beneath each was a typed caption: Fine Country Living! ' . 'The old guy said there was rats.' 'Cooking you something decent before you fall away to a shadow,' she said, and Eva snorted laughter from behind the angle of the wall. There. Henry suggested that he start from his end of the path with a high-powered flashlight and Mr Glick start from his. Very dark. In Castle Rock as in the books, Hubie Marsten is a mobster who killed himself and his wife in the home amid rumors that they were involved with the occult. The novel's prologue, which is set shortly after the end of the story proper, describes the men's flight across the country to a seaside town in Mexico, where they stop to recover from their ordeal. They just opened a little shop here in town. When they had come back from the Marsten House, both looking like somebody had given their nuts a healthy tweak, he had given them each an extra ten dollars and two six-packs of Black Label and had allowed as how maybe it would be best if none of them said too much about the evening's outing. No more than ankle-deep. 'Nothin' like that. Ben felt his ears burn. They saw Milt was examining the twenty Straker had paid with. 'That's your business, son.' All those stories about Hubie Marsten that they had laughed about as kids began to recur, and the chant they had chased the girls with: Watch out, watch out, watch out! A platform had been shoved up behind the window, and it was covered with a swatch of deep nubby carpet, light green in color. 'That's fine,' Gillespie said. 'Chow?' Hank killed the engine and they got out and walked around to the back of the truck. 'Ralph Glick. I'm just nosin' here and there.' What? Unless you've got a search warrant, of course.' I didn't . You should prod me about those things, Hank. Just curious.' 3. 'When he started school. For a man who means his books to be read?' Crockett might know, but he won't tell. Six Rms. Age:  12 Sex: Male Race: Caucasian 'A Polish rocking chair, a German clock, a spinning wheel from Ireland . 'Yeah, they're all here.' 'Yeah.' 'Peculiar fella,' Vinnie said. He'll open his mouth too wide one day and fall right in.' In Stephen King's novel, Salem's Lot, the decrepit mansion overlooks the town, its presence dark and evil.The best description of the house comes from Stephen himself: “the Marsten House brooded over [‘Salem’s Lot] like a ruined king." 'I would of course report it to your office, posthaste.' Mr R. T. Straker. He went to the door, paused, looked back. Henry's U-Haul. The story involves a writer named Ben Mears who returns to the town of Jerusalem's Lot (or 'Salem's Lot for short) in Maine, where he lived from the age of five through nine, only to discover that the residents are becoming vampires. During the big fire, his aunt's house burned down. She shook her head slowly. When Callahan tries to re-enter his church he receives an electric shock, preventing him from going inside. You understand?' Jerusalem's Lot, Maine (often shortened to 'Salem's Lot or just the Lot) is a fictional town and a part of writer Stephen King's fictional Maine topography. He used to live in 'Salem's Lot when he was a child, and he is going back there now to write a book based on the town. 4. 'You know how they sometimes like to devil new folks. 'Has your boy ever been subject to asthma attacks?' 9 'I figured I ought to come and ask a question or two, now that you mention it. Mark Petrie is received into the Catholic Church by a friendly local priest. Now, this sideboard - ' . He walked past the box toward the table. 2 - Cleveland Plain Dealer), and wrote: Best wishes to Constable Gillespie, from Ben Mears, 9/24/75. The 1979 miniseries starring David Soul as Ben Mears and directed by Tobe Hooper (The Texas Chainsaw Massacre and Poltergiest) was nominated for three primetime Emmys and an Edgar Award. Hadn't been there. 'And I just had a cup of Pauline's down to the Excellent.' Mr Petrie said it was no trouble at all. 'No, sir. Ten-Rm. I'm sorry if I snapped at you. Hank Peters choked out, and his voice was almost a sob. . Hank's hand was trembling now, and the flashlight beam slipped jerkily from place to place, now picking out a dusty barrel, now a decades-old bureau that had been loaded down here, now a stack of old newspapers, now  - 'I dunno.' 'Tourists,' Hank said wisely. Funny like the Italian Army.' 'Sure,' Ben said. 'No way. 'That's nice,' he grumbled. He opened the door and Parkins Gillespie was standing there, smoking a cigarette. ' . . He was holding a paperback in one hand, and Ben saw with some amusement that it was the Bantam edition of Conway's Daughter. 'Forget somethin', Hank?' 'I can't help it, Larry. . Royal asked when they had finished. I thought it was going to be about this town. Follow all directions ex?plicitly. 'There are rats,' Hank said. 'Yeah. Differential cell count neg. 'No bet.' her name's Jackie, ain't it?' Once in town he meets local high school teacher Matt Burke and strikes up a romantic relationship with Susan Norton, a young college graduate. 'Yes,' he said briefly. He looked around at them - Milt and Pat Middler and Joe Crane and Vinnie Upshaw and Clyde Corliss - and smiled humorlessly. 'Think we better flip for it?' ' . 'Okay.' Want to thank you for y'time, and just for the record, I don't think you ever saw that Glick boy. They tipped the box, and something shifted heavily inside. 'You oughtta know better than to creep up on a person like that, Did you . Perhaps the boys had found a woodchuck burrow or were smoking cigarettes or something. Tuberculosis skin patch: Neg. At the house, they will leave the keys to all five locks on the basement table. No answer. 'What did you see?' 'No one.' . Maybe you saw some old shirt or something that was torn up for a cleaning rag.' Signed. not Danny.' G. M. Gorby Royal signed his name. Around there.' There was something about the box he didn't like. No, Mrs Petrie said, the boys weren't there. Straker said with a narrow smile. 'They never did when I was on the docks. Ben Mears and Susan are joined by Matt Burke and his doctor, Jimmy Cody, along with young Mark Petrie and the local priest, Father Callahan, in an effort to fight the spread of the vampires, whose numbers increase as the new vampires infect their own families and others. On the Morning of the fifth day, Marjorie Glick woke her husband at 4:00 A.M., terrified and hysterical. It was all extremely satisfactory, and if the supermarket roof had a bad case of the leaks, well, that was life. He always beats Nolly. 'Mr Glick, we're only trying to find out - ' Callahan resists but cannot hold out forever and is forced to drink, leaving him trapped in a netherworld, as Barlow has left his mark. 'It's bad for his mother. And then he began to shake so badly he was afraid he would have to pull over. 'No - no. 'When I took those keys down to put 'em on the table, I seen something. Put this back.' 'Maybe somebody crept up behind the older brother, coshed him with a sock full of sand or something, and abducted the kid.' 'Let's get the rest of them.' 'Mark Twain said a novel was a con?fession to everything by a man who had never done any?thing.' Fear that you might step on a pongee stick and see your foot swell up like some noxious green balloon, fear that some kid in black p.j. Tuberculosis sputum and urine: Neg. Ben looked at her to see if she wanted an honest answer or merely a hopeful one. The money was, after all, rolling in. 11 Pleased to meet you.' Clyde said he hadn't seen one of those since the run on the Gates Bank and Trust in 1930. Catchin' speeders out by Dell's or chasin' kids outta the park before they turn randy is more my line. Straker bought the Marsten House and prepared the way for his master. Ben Mears was born in approximately 1948. Two t's on the end of Throckett, and Straker like it sounds. ' . Danny thought they had started to walk again, holding hands. 'He enjoys company. Lordy, the gossip that goes on.' Have it at the Portland docks tonight at seven sharp. 'Who'd want to live there?' Come on. 'All right. The place was otherwise empty, and the collection looked a little portentous as a result. . He didn't believe in ghosts or in any kid stuff like the bogeyman, but he did think he had heard something in the dark. The side?board was in the center, taller than the others, and the only one not stamped 'Barlow and Straker, 27 Jointner Avenue, Jer. 'Wouldn't think of wettin' it,' Parkins said, and tapped ash in Ben's wastebasket. 'You tell Mr Barlow that I'm lookin' forward.' And the other boy just wanders around like a ghost.' Barlow is a recluse; only his familiar, Richard Straker, is seen in public. The novel is preceded by the prequel "Jerusalem's Lot," and followed by the sequel "One for the Road," both included in King's 1978 short-story collection Night Shift and in the 2005 illustrated edition of the novel. Inside, Straker watched him up the street through the show window. The Marsten House is, as you probably gathered from the series so far, hella haunted. The rain had ended any plans to search further for Ralphie Glick, and the consensus was that the search was over. Take your favorite fandoms with you and never miss a beat. 'I got to tell you,' Hank said now. 'The Marsten House you could have for eight and a half grand, the shop for sixteen. 'Good enough. . ' He panicked, threw the keys wildly on the table, and turned away, shambling into a run. Father Callahan is caught by Barlow at the Petrie house after Barlow kills Mark's parents, but does not infect them, so they are later given a clean burial. He had mentally decided that neither of the boys was going to be able to sit down for a week when he found them. . 'Very good,' Straker said. Poised perilously on top of a stack of ledgers was a glass fish bowl filled with matches, and a sign on the front said, 'For Our Matchless Friends.' The sun was going down red and inflamed. . Too much money, maybe. And something that looked like . . 'Kind of touchy, ain't you? 'Let's put that big baby on first so it won't be in the way when we get to the store.' 'Good-by, Constable Gillespie. 'Salem's Lot is the second book published by Stephen King. 'There's somebody,' Hank Peters said. . 'Is your book set in a town like 'salem's Lot?' Loretta Starcher says she never saw a fella who knew so many . Hodder Paperback edition of 'Salem's Lot 2011 published by Hodder and Stoughton. 'The other guy is Richard Throckett Straker. 'Do you think there's any connection between this guy Mears and the other two?' In 1975, Straker comes to 'Salem's Lot and kills Win Purinton's dog, Doc, because vampires are scared of dogs with white markings on their eyes. Ben took the book. . 'Gimme that.' On the third day of the search he came into the kitchen of Eva's ready to eat a can of ravioli and then fall into bed for a nap before writing. . Red cell count: 45% hemo. . A gluepot stood on one side of it and on the other was a square glass paperweight that showed pictures of his family on its different faces. 'I'l I do so,' Straker said. They set it down with a thump and stepped away. There's no customs stamp on this fucker. 'Well, if we got to do it, let's get with it.' The idea of a brand-new six-room house was something to conjure with for these people. 'There are a dozen boxes to be picked up. she said, and the reading of his thought, right down to the metaphor, was nearly uncanny. 'Complain of aches in the chest or joints?' . The car went up the hill, turned left onto the Brooks Road, disappeared, and reappeared from behind the screen of trees a few moments later, now toy-sized with distance. Matt Burke dies from a heart attack in the town hospital. . 'Any luck?' Modest. watch . Did you see anybody?' A big one. 14 In those dim dead days, hardly anyone - even the trailer manufacturers themselves - foresaw a day when the cute silvery things would be replaced by campers, which hooked right over the bed of your Chevy pickup or which could come com?plete and motorized in themselves. 'The night Ralphie Glick disappeared?' Peering between the lines, he could see thousands of dollars. He opened the bottom desk drawer, took out a bottle of Johnnie Walker, and poured them each a knock in a couple of Dixie cups. 'Your movers will lock the shop's back door when they leave. He got in behind the wheel and they drove up Jointner Avenue onto the Brooks Road. Intent on writing a book on the notorious Marsten House, an old, rumour-filled property atop an alleged haunted hilltop, the successful novelist, Ben Mears, returns to his peaceful hometown of Salem's Lot, Maine, after years of absence. 'Or a good burning down,' Royal said. Wrote a book called Conway's Daughter. . He refilled Hank's cup and his hand didn't tremble at all. No stamp.' Primary anemia combined with mental shock likely. 'Nope. 'Rags,' Hank Peters said hollowly. 'I said, my dad would like you to come over tomorrow night. She wanted to say I love you at that precise moment, say it with the ease and lack of self-consciousness with which the thought had risen to the surface of her mind, but she bit the words off behind her lips. . Really?' 'The forty didn't have runnin' boards,' Vinnie said. If you lay your hand against one, you can feel the vibration from the wires deep in the wood, as if souls had been imprisoned in there and were struggling to get out. 'Am I a suspect, Constable?' And I guess that pretty well covers it.' 'I can tell. Straker claims Barlow's in New York on a buyin' trip. 'Okay.' She got up. Address: RFD #I, Brock Road, Jerusalem's Lot, Maine 04270 . "Twas a thirty-nine.' He looked around at her. Can you imagine? Intent on writing a book on the notorious Marsten House, an old, rumour-filled property atop an alleged haunted hilltop, the successful novelist, Ben Mears, returns to his peaceful hometown of Salem's Lot, Maine, after years of absence. By the way, do you still have that recipe for . They both agree that she had run off with that Saladmaster salesman from Yarmouth, and they both agreed that he hadn't been worth a pisshole in the snow, nor was she, but beyond that they couldn't get together. Barlow holds Mark hostage, but Father Callahan has the upper hand, securing Mark's release, agreeing to Barlow's demand that he toss aside his cross and face him on equal terms. 'I didn't see no body,' Hank whispered. He stumbled up the stairs, slammed the bulkhead behind him (his whole body had crawled into goose flesh; he would not be aware of it until later), snapped the lock on the catch, and ran to the cab of the truck. 'I've never seen a rat that wouldn't run from one of these,' Royal said, and swung his work-booted foot in an arc. The other guy - ' 'Right now I don't know if there even is a case. The house … 'Inspector!' 'Now, who in the name of God is going to buy all this stuff?' 'We get to unload this stuff in the goddamn dark . Credits: Dark clouds -maverickgolfclub.wordpress.com Clouds- lestresorsdebouloute.centerblog.net They dragged the box onto the lift and let it down with a hiss of escaping air. you don't think . I always wear in' galoshes. Portland, Maine, POE. . Waited until Nolly was off somewheres. He stuck out his hand. Each was neatly labeled. 'Yeah.' . ' 6 at latest. If you should see anything . The entire shop had been carpeted and was in the process of being painted. See?' 'Any history of rheumatic fever?' He opened the door and looked resignedly out at the pouring rain. 15 Favourites. . 'Nothin',' Hank Peters said, and the word came out in sections divided by his clicking teeth. Left the oil out of her one mornin' and burned the goddamn pistons right out of her.' 6 'We seem to kind have misplaced one.' He wore the same shiny-seat suits or glaring sports jacket combinations. Is he up there alone, I wonder, or . 'Anyway, I hope you'll have the best of luck, and tell Mr Barlow when you see him that I'm gonna try and get around.' 'Lordy, that's a creepy place,' Hank murmured. The other boxes had regulation customs stamps, except for three that had been shipped here from inside the United States. Royal grabbed his arm, and in the darkness his face seemed to be all eyes, huge and staring. He looked up toward the Marsten House, which was dark and shuttered tonight. 5 'No hard feelin's?' Susan becomes a vampire, but is eventually staked through the heart by Mears, the man who loved her. Not after Nam. He was breathing in small, whistling gasps like a hurt dog. Things like you and that waitress out to Dell's . Not cute little silvery things but long, plush, thyroidal monsters with plastic wood paneling and Formica bathrooms. say, does it smell a little funny in here to you?' 'Good ole Larry Crewcut.' Possible diagnosis: Pernicious anemia, primary or sec?ondary; previous exam shows 86% hemoglobin. That was a rational fear. . 'Well, this don't look too bad,' Royal said. The book was published by Doubleday in October 17, 1975. 'Set it here" Hank gasped. Grab it.' 'I was just thinkin' about you. Bundled up like an old rag. During the long winters, they were a day-by-day fixture. 'No,' Ben said. Good for business.' Then something bad had happened. 'Crockett,' Royal said. When people around the Marsten House start dying mysteriously, Mears discovers that the owner of the mansion is actually a vampire who is turning them into an army of undead slaves. . He had to fumble twice to thread the locking arm through the hasp. 'Now, I don't think that, not at all.' Mears learns that the Marsten House -- the former home of Depression-era hitman Hubert "Hubie" Marsten -- has been purchased by Kurt Barlow, an Austrian immigrant who has arrived in the Lot to ostensibly open an antique store. Its cellar is almost as scary as some of the monsters. . 'Good day, gentlemen,' he said, and left. Ben, knowing that there are too many hiding places for the town's vampires, sets the town on fire with the intent of destroying it and the Marsten House once and for all. 'Mr Barlow is in New York, on a buying trip. . 'Sure, I will,' she said, and looked at him. Nothing.' There was grass in his cuffs and a few autumn leaves in his hair. . 'Two hundred pounds of the shit. 'And you oughtta know how things are in places like Isalem's Lot or Milbridge or Guilford or any little pissant burg. 7 night?' 'That was a thirty-nine, though. no, but it is funny. 'Do you think we ought to - ' And a sneaker. . ' . and he paid with an old twenty, Mabel, one of the big ones. 'Town and people,' Ben nodded. Five minutes passed. Some sherry? Clyde Corliss hawked back and spat a mass of phlegm and chewing tobacco into the dented pail beside the stove. Bought it used, he did, in 1944. Nolly was a good boy, but a little bit short on brains. Hank Peters woke up in the early hours of the next morning from a dream of huge rats crawling out of an open grave, a grave which held the green and rotting body of Hubie Marsten, with a frayed length of manila hemp around his neck. He had aged ten years in less than a week. 'Do you suppose they'll make a go of it?' In Stephen King’s novel, Salem’s Lot, the Marsten House is occupied by Kurt Barlow, the lead vampire of the community and he uses the building’s evil … Bloody-nose or bloody stool or even an abnormal number of scrapes and bruises?' 'Good,' the night watchman said. . But they all showed up in town about the same time.' Also recommend daily dosage of vitamin B12 (see attached sheet). 10 Comments. They both fell silent for a moment, listening to the squeak and patter coming from the shadows. Jeans and a red pull-over shirt and sneaks. They argued with him, grew excited, expostulated. Crockett himself had changed very little, even after playing 'Let's Make a Deal' with the unsettling Mr Straker. He wasn't sure. He saw none, and tapped his cigarette ash into his coat pocket. His father had died and his mother went through a nervous breakdown, so she sent him to live with his aunt, Cynthia Stowens, while she got her act back together. Parkins Gillespie smiled. that sort of thing.' The town is revisited in the short stories "Jerusalem's Lot" and "One for the Road", both from King's story collection Night Shift (1978). But after a week of looking for him and not finding a goddamned thing Ben shook his head. He shook his head. However he delays throwing the cross aside and the once powerful religious symbol loses its strength until Barlow can not only approach Callahan but break the cross, now nothing more than two small pieces of plaster, into bits. What did they do then? The night watchman stood in the doorway of the shack, watching him, 'Look out,' Royal said to Peters. He poured himself another drink. he asked. He told his father that he and Ralphie had gone down the path through the woods, had crossed Crockett Brook by the stepping stones, and bad gotten up the other bank with no trouble. They beat the bushes for four days, and Mr and Mrs Glick wandered through the woods and fields, picking their way around the deadfalls left by the ancient fire, calling their son's name with endless and wrenching hope. They spared a last look for the crated sideboard leaning against the side of the U-Haul and then Hank pulled the back door down with a bang. Larry Crockett was getting ready to shut up shop and go home when there was a perfunctory tap on the door and Hank Peters stepped back in. Can you check on some fellas for me?' 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