the shattering dreams they rang through the darkness , that froze his soul , that set flight to his feet , that set him racing in the screams ' direction ; that continued as he swiftly reached the tiny local cemetery , his blood racing -- perhaps dragging a little something in its wake -- and his heart pounding , to where the three stood trapped , their shaking legs grabbed by an amoeboid gray and green cloud , earthen silly-putty mud-cloud , thrashing and screaming !