one of the helicopters swept low overhead . did n't the logic of a cellar life belong to him , who lived alone in that cellar ? the boy cast a nervous look at mad dog . turning his head to the side , he looked through the back door 's window . `` one of the swords hit him in the chest . he turned the knob , and the door whined open . theres a box for your personal things . finally , i manage to gather up enough courage . 