the security guards had let him through the gate , probably given our family ties . some of them were surprisingly good . he steps in close and fixes his stare onto mine . let me finish them off when they can stand it no more . the hell i would look like a slob if i could help it . the street lights , on a timer , had come to life a couple of hours ago . i cried , trying not to feel offended . to put it plainly , it 's either them or us . 