its voice was confident , high pitched . he wiped the mustard from his mouth . would she go back to 1223 ? plush and warm and so comfortable i do n't think there would ever be a reason to get out of it . `` is that before or after you helped them erase my life ? in that instant , when he knew all hope was gone , a corner of his vision caught a dark flash , a flicker of shadow against shadow . i ca n't be here , in this town with these f**king people . 