The Running Man by Stephen King Writing as Richard Bachman

Author:Stephen King Writing as Richard Bachman
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: King, Stephen - Prose & Criticism, Television game shows, Richard, Bachman, Thrillers, American Horror Fiction, Horror, Fiction - Horror, Fiction, Science Fiction, Horror & Ghost Stories, Suspense, Horror - General, Adventure stories, Stephen
ISBN: 9780451197962
Publisher: New York, N.Y. : Signet, c1982
Published: 1999-08-30T07:15:59+00:00

…Minus 055 and COUNTING…

Monday was exactly the same as Sunday—the working world took no one particular day off anymore—until six-thirty.

Father Ogden Grassner had Meatloaf Supreme sent up (the hotel’s cuisine, which would have seemed execrable to a man who had been weaned on anything better than fast-food hamburgers and concentrate pills, tasted great to Richards) with a bottle of Thunderbird wine and settled down to watch The Running Man. The first segment, dealing with Richards himself, went much as it had on the two nights previous. The audio on his clips was drowned out by the studio audience. Bobby Thompson was urbane and virulent. A house-to-house search was taking place in Boston. Anyone found harboring the fugitive would be put to death. Richards smiled without humor as they faded to a Network promo. It wasn’t so bad; it was even funny, in a limited way. He could stand anything if they didn’t broadcast the cops again.

The second half of the program was markedly different. Thompson was smiling broadly. “After the latest tapes sent to us by the monster that goes under the name of Ben Richards, I’m pleased to give you some good news—”

They had gotten Laughlin.

He had been spotted in Topeka on Friday, but an intensive search of the city on Saturday and Sunday had not turned him up. Richards had assumed that Laughlin had slipped through the cordon as he had himself. But this afternoon, Laughlin had been observed by two kids. He had been cowering in a Highway Department road shed. He had broken his right wrist at some point.

The kids, Bobby and Mary Cowles, were shown grinning broadly into the camera. Bobby Cowles had a tooth missing. I wonder if the tooth fairy brought him a quarter, Richards thought sickly.

Thompson announced proudly that Bobby and Mary, “Topeka’s number one citizens,” would be on The Running Man tomorrow night to be presented Certificates of Merit, a life-time supply of FunTwinks cereal, and checks for a thousand New Dollars each, by Hizzoner the Governor of Kansas. This brought wild cheers from the audience.

Following were tapes of Laughlin’s riddled, sagging body being carried out of the shed, which had been reduced to matchwood by concentrated fire. There were mingled cheers, boos, and hisses from the studio audience.

Richards turned away sickly, nauseated. Thin, invisible fingers seemed to press against his temples.

From a distance, the words rolled on. The body was being displayed in the rotunda of the Kansas statehouse. Already long lines of citizens were filing past the body. An interviewed policeman who had been in at the kill said Laughlin hadn’t put up much of a fight.

Ah, how nice for you, Richards thought, remembering Laughlin, his sour voice, the straight-ahead, jeering look in his eyes.

A friend of mine from the car pool.

Now there was only one big show. The big show was Ben Richards. He didn’t want any more of his Meatloaf Supreme.

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