gs； he es。 He says； 'Danny； I want to show
you something。' And it's like I pass out。 Only 。。。 there are dreams； like you
said。〃 He looked at Hallorann and swallowed。 〃They used to be nice。 But now 。。。 I can't remember
the word for dreams that scare you and make you cry。〃
〃Nightmares？〃 Hallorann asked。
〃Yes。 That's right。 Nightmares。〃
〃About this place？ About the Overlook？〃
Danny looked down at his thumb…sucking hand again。 〃Yes；〃 he whispered。 Then
he spoke shrilly； looking up into Hallorann's face： 〃But I can't tell my daddy；
and you can't； either！ He has to have this job because it's the only one Uncle
Al could get for him and he has to finish his play or he might start doing the
Bad Thing again and I know what that is； it's getting drunk； that's what it is；
it's when he used to always be drunk and that was a Bad Thing to do！〃 He
stopped； on the verge of tears。
〃Shh；〃 Hallorann said； and pulled Danny's face against the rough serge of his
jacket。 It smelled faintly of mothballs。 〃That's all right； son。 And if that
thumb likes your mouth； let it go where it wants。〃 But his face was troubled。
He said： 〃What you got； son； I call it shinin on； the Bible calls it having
visions； and there's scientists that call it precognition。 I've read up on it；
son。 I've studied on it。 They all mean seeing the future。 Do you understand
that？〃
Danny nodded against Hallorann's coat。
〃I remember the strongest shine I ever had that way 。。。 I'm not liable to
forget。 It was 1955。 I was still in the Army then； stationed overseas in West
Germany。 It was an hour before supper； and I was standin by the sink； givin one
of the