and he feels himself coming back - feels it all still spinning , churning , raging like a hurricane - but the eye of the hurricane returns , too - small - but still - he looks up at the moon , at the prison behind them , at the silence down the hill - no driver approaching out of the murk , no increasing sound of the engine , though his brain is still telling him they need to run , to get out of this place , but - but regine and tomasz are here , too .