for all we know they could have run out of fuel and all . instead , everyone cracked open some bottled water and dug through their backpacks to find some breakfast . but those of us in here , we 're young and educated . his carved features twisted into a tortured expression and he opened his mouth . she nodded , her face cast downwards , her lips pressed together . 'if something gets you and kills you , what happens to me ? ' or you could frame the pages as art . their presence seemed to neither surprise nor alarm it . 