`` what would be the point , con ? '' she went to her dresser , threw open the top drawer , and then started packing some of her clothes . theres a panel somewhere and if you push it . he burbled another scream , collapsing slowly onto the tiled floor . there was something-someone-down there . `` oh , god , but there is n't just one journal . he wanted her to believe she was caught dead to rights . he studied her carefully , considering the best way to approach her so she would n't be hurt . 