And then, suddenly… a vehicle horn blared.

Hallorann Returns Dick Hallorann had felt Danny’s scream like a punch to the chest.

He tore through the storm on his snowmobile, hands frozen, breath ragged.

Snow covered everything. No road, just an endless white abyss.

But he knew where the Overlook was.

And he knew what he had to do.

He pressed the accelerator.

—Hold on, little one. I’m coming.

When the hotel’s silhouette appeared through the snow, he felt it watching him.

Not from the windows.

From the building itself.

The Overlook was waiting for him.

Jack and the Hotel Jack froze when he heard the horn.

He blinked. Something in his head flickered.

No.

This isn’t what I wanted.

But then, the Overlook whispered.

—You must finish, Jack.

He gritted his teeth. Yes. Yes, of course.

Danny was still alive.

And that couldn’t be.

He took a step forward.