he wrapped his hand around the nape of my neck . an awful beast stared at her . if hed been wearing this get-up during the hike from hell , he wouldnt have gotten so cold . there was a truly terrible smell coming from under the door . `` he did n't want me to leave , '' i explained . but only the scary green ones . '' at the far end of the room was a large , ornate writing desk with several old looking books and papers stacked on top . why not destroy all the mirrors ? 