as soon as i closed the door , the girl slammed her foot down on the gas and the car tires squealed , trying to get a grip , and then we were flying down the street at almost 100 miles an hour . its hell on my social life . he pauses , settling his stern gaze on me . `` no , it 's not dark enough , '' i said . it cant be easy talking about what you did . what did the demon look like ? '' 