Jack chewed his lower lip as Dan approached the mallet. Almost sure that he would be able to grasp it. Because it seemed so real. At least blood wasn't dripping from it.
His shoulders relaxed when his hand passed right through it. He let out the breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding in a great sigh of relief. "Yeah, but I'd hate Abra to see it. Not that she knows what it is, but..." He'd like to keep her from the Overlook as much as possible.