next time i tried to tell , i was more cautious in holding back information , and before long i did n't know what to believe . he slipped the coin into his pocket to free his off hand , then advanced on the goblin . every sound , near or distant , demanded interpretation . the images inside sammy were a chaotic swirl of teeth and claws , growls and screams . i took a breath and tried to sound as casual as possible . two , oddly enough , i like what i do here . 