it was the very first thing that reminded her of new york , and she stood there in the middle of the sidewalk , thinking of times square , the panic loosening its grip on her . none seemed able to meet the others ' eyes . the man in grey kept on going . when i woke up a while later , something just felt ... weird . yeah , but if i told you , id have to kill you . through the cracked windshield , above the tips of her toes , the moon was rising over the bridge . 