someone snaps something , as a green glow grows out of the dark . she combs her fingers through her hair . evil-it can not cross my line . they have to go into the woods at some point though , for lumber and game and that sort of thing , dont they ? actually , come to think of it , her bedroom looks exactly like a hotel . he entered , pleased to find the shop empty , taking the book out of his pocket as he approached . `` good , '' he murmured , his own voice thick . 