a man was leaning against the hood , night goggles pressed to his eyes . he shook his head , as if my mere presence annoyed the hell out of him , and i felt my gut sink . my brain could n't digest it , even though my body knew exactly what to do . i was trying to remind myself of that . i gave a smile , but the apprehensive look in his eyes quickly chased it away . she wondered whether the thing had a motor and hoped it had a heater . 