i wo n't know either way until the time comes , he realized . 'god , to think that the actual man 's been dead a century . that had not happened and it seemed that justice had been done . i itched to scratch his skin , but in what way exactly , i was not sure . the shadows were gathering in the darkness , pulling their substance from it , pushing the air back to the walls . alcohol and an empty stomach should n't mix , but , at the moment , i 'm feeling bold . 