Shortly after I read Pet Sematary I had a nightmare.
It was one of those dreams where you wake up and go through your regular routine and then:
My dog who had died a few years before was in my kitchen.
But I knew it wasn’t really my dog because Sham had orange wolf like eyes.
This dog had cat’s eyes and “Church” was written across his chest white chest in dark red ink.
And then he opened his mouth and I could feel his cold breath creep towards my face and he said:
I woke up screaming, of course.
This has been my favorite quote by King since that night.