the land was level and gray-green all the way to the far horizon , interrupted only by straight ditches and occasional stands of trees . they were backing away from morgan james . suddenly i want that more than anything . without pause , i force myself to turn forward , and i tell myself i will never look back . he wo n't get word of where to go until later , though . 'what kind of suit was he wear - ? ' holding them by the handle the man walked to the cage door . 