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People sat dazed on the grass； being tended to by a pair of bearded paramedics。 Two people were bloody。 There was blood on a smashed window。 Blood soaked upward through newly fallen snow。 Drops of blood speckled a tan handbag。 The scene of injured people； medics； smoking steel； all washed in a strong and eerie light； took on the eloquence of a formal position。 We passed silently by； feeling curiously reverent； even uplifted by the sight of the heaped cars and fallen people。
Heinrich kept watching through the rear window； taking up his binoculars as the scene dwindled in the distance。 He described for us in detail the number and placement of bodies； the skid marks； the vehicular damage。 When the wreck was no longer visible； he talked about everything that had happened since the air…raid siren at dinner。 He spoke enthusiastically； with a sense of appreciation for the vivid and unexpected。 I thought we'd all occupied the same mental state； subdued； worried； confused。 It hadn't occurred to me that one of us might find these events brilliantly stimulating。 I looked at him in the rearview mirror。 He sat slouched in the camouflage jacket with Velcro closures； steeped happily in disaster。 He talked about the snow； the traffic； the trudging people。 He speculated on how far we were from the abandoned camp； what sort of primitive acmodations might be available there。 I'd never heard him go on about something with such spirited enjoyment。 He was practically giddy。 He must have known we could all die。 Was this some kind of end…of…the…world elation？ Did he seek distraction from his own small miseries in some violent and overwhelming event？ His voice betrayed a craving for terrible things。
〃Is this a mild winter or a harsh winter？〃 Steffie said。
〃pared to what？〃 Denise said。
〃I don't know。〃
I thought I saw Babette slip something into her mouth。 I took my eye off the road for a moment； watched her carefully。 She looked straight ahead。 I pretended to return my attention to the road but quickly turned once more； catching her off guard as she seemed to swallow whatever it was she'd put in her mouth。
〃What's that？〃 I said。
〃Drive the car； Jack。〃
〃I saw your throat contract。 You swallowed something。〃
〃Just a Life Saver。 Drive the car please。〃
〃You place a Life Saver in your mouth and you swallow it without an interval of sucking？〃
〃Swallow what？ It's still in my mouth。〃
She thrust her face toward me； using her tongue to make a small lump in her cheek。 A clear…cut amateurish bluff。
〃But you swallowed something。 I saw。〃
〃That was just saliva that I didn't know what to do with。 Drive the car； would you？〃
I sensed that Denise was getting interested and decided not to pursue the matter。 This was not the time to be questioning her mother about medications； side effects and so on。 Wilder was asleep； leaning into Babette's arm。 The windshield wipers made sweaty arcs。 From the radio we learned that dogs trained to sniff out Nyodene D。 were being sent to the area from a chemical detection center in a remote part of New Mexico。
Denise said； 〃Did they ever think about what happens to the dogs when they get close enough to this stuff to smell it？〃
〃Nothing happens to the dogs；〃 Babette said。
〃How do you know？〃
〃Because it only affects humans and rats。〃
〃I don't believe you。〃
〃Ask Jack。〃
〃Ask Heinrich；〃 I said。
〃It could be true；〃 he said； clearly lying。 〃They use rats to test for things that humans can catch； so it means we get the same diseases； rats and humans。 Besides； they wouldn't use dogs if they thought it could hurt them。〃
〃Why not？〃
〃A dog is a mammal。〃
〃So's a rat；〃 Denise said。
〃A rat is a vermin；〃 Babette said。
〃Mostly what a rat is；〃 Heinrich said； 〃is a rodent。〃
〃It's also a vermin。〃
〃A cockroach is a vermin；〃 Steffie said。
〃A cockroach is an insect。 You count the legs is how you know。〃
〃It's also a vermin。〃
〃Does a cockroach get cancer？ No；〃 Denise said。 〃That must mean a rat is more like a human than it is like a cockroach； even if they're both vermins； since a rat and a human can get cancer but a cockroach can't。〃
〃In other words；〃 Heinrich said； 〃she's saying that two things that are mammals have more in mon than two things that are only vermins。〃
〃Are you people telling me；〃 Babette said； 〃that a rat is not only a vermin and a rodent but a mammal too？〃
Snow turned to sleet； sleet to rain。
We reached the point where the concrete barrier gives way to a twenty…yard stretch of landscaped median no higher than a curbstone。 But instead of a state trooper directing traffic into two extra lanes； we saw a Mylex…suited man waving us away from the opening。 Just beyond him was the scrap…metal burial mound of a Winnebago and a snowplow。 The huge and tortured wreck emitted a wisp of rusty smoke。 Brightly colored plastic utensils were scattered for some distance。 There was no sign of victims or fresh blood； leading us to believe that some time had passed since the recreational vehicle mounted the plow； probably in a moment when opportunism seemed an easily defensible failing； given the situation。 It must have been the blinding snow that caused the driver to leap the median without noting an object on the other side。
〃I saw all this before；〃 Steffie said。
〃What do you mean？〃 I said。
〃This happened once before。 Just like this。 The man in the yellow suit and gas mask。 The big wreck sitting in the snow。 It was totally and exactly like this。 We were all here in the car。 Rain made little holes in the snow。 Everything。〃
It was Heinrich who'd told me that exposure to the chemical waste could cause a person to experience a sense of déjà vu。 Steffie wasn't there when he said it； but she could have heard it on the kitchen radio； where she and Denise had probably learned about sweaty palms and vomiting before developing these symptoms themselves。 I didn't think Steffie knew what déjà vu meant； but it was possible Babette had told her。 Déjà vu； however； was no longer a working symptom of Nyodene contamination。 It had been preempted by a； convulsions； and miscar