The Dark Tower II. The Drawing of the Three.
The Prisoner.
Chapter 1. The Door. 3.
When the faintness had passed, he looked at his hand. It was infected, all right - a tell-tale red swelling that spread up the palm and to the wrist. It stopped there, but already he could see the faint beginnings of other red lines, which would lead eventually to his heart and kill him. He felt hot, feverish.
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