By Stephen King
The number 1 nationwide bestseller for Stephen King’s rabid enthusiasts, Cujo “hits the jugular” (New York Times) with the tale of a pleasant Saint Bernard that's bitten by means of a in poor health bat. prepare to fulfill the main hideous threat ever to savage the flesh and eat the mind.
"Once upon a time, no longer goodbye in the past, a monster got here to the small city of chateau Rock, Maine."
Cujo was an important pleasant puppy, cute and dependable to his trinity (THE guy, the lady, and THE BOY) and everybody round him, and continually did his most sensible not to be a nasty puppy. yet that every one ends at the day this approximately two-hundred-pound Saint Bernard makes the error of chasing a rabbit right into a hidden underground cave, atmosphere off a sad chain of occasions. Now Cujo isn't any longer himself as he's slowly triumph over via a starting to be affliction, one who consumes his brain while his as soon as affable techniques flip uncontrollably and inexorably to hatred and homicide. Cujo is ready to develop into the guts of a scary vortex that may inescapably attract each person round him—a relentless reign of terror, fury, and insanity from which not anyone in citadel Rock will actually be safe....
"Hits the jugular . . . King's most annoying horror yet." —New York Times
"A biting novel of gut-twisting terror and suspense." —Publishers Weekly
"A notice of recommendation: learn it on your well-lighted domestic, at the back of locked doorways, if you find yourself comfortable on your personal bed." —Denver Post
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Yet Brett were quiet and withdrawn, being concerned approximately Cujo. Charity didn’t suppose very similar to purchasing herself; it was once sizzling, and he or she was once nonetheless a bit unnerved by means of Brett’s sleepwalking that morning. eventually she had prompt that he test calling domestic from one of many cubicles round the nook from the snack bar . . . however the effects have been accurately these of which she were afraid. The waitress got here. Charity ordered espresso, milk, and Danish pastries. “Brett,” she acknowledged, “when I advised your father i wished us to head in this journey, he used to be opposed to it—” “Yeah, I figured that.
He positioned the paper apart and seemed up at her. “What are you speaking approximately, Donna? ” “You take into account the undesirable dream final night—” “Not apt to disregard. i assumed the child used to be death. Having a convulsion or anything. ” She nodded. “He concept the blankets have been a few type of—” She shrugged. “Boogeyman,” Vic stated, grinning. “I bet so. and also you gave him his teddybear and positioned these blankets behind the closet. yet they have been again at the chair whilst I went in to make his mattress. ” She laughed. “I regarded in, and for only a moment there I thought—” “Now i do know the place he will get it,” Vic acknowledged, opting for up the newspaper back.
All right,” Vic stated. “That’s one hell of a giant puppy, son. Are you certain he’s secure? ” “He’s safe,” the boy agreed, yet Vic stumbled on himself relocating up beside his spouse as his son, exceedingly small, toddled towards the puppy. Cujo stood together with his head cocked, that groovy brush of a tail waving slowly backward and forward. “Vic—” Donna started. “It’s all right,” Vic stated, considering, i am hoping. The puppy seemed large enough to swallow the Tadder in one chew. Tad stopped for a second, it sounds as if uncertain. He and the puppy checked out one another.