and there 's a flash of noise in my head so hard i fall back over a bed and crumple to the floor , the world reduced to nothing but the noise echoing thru me , yer nothing yer nothing yer nothing and everything shrinks to just that sound- but then i think viola- i think of her out there- and i push it back- i feel my hands on the floor- i use them to rise to my knees- i lift my head- to see the mayor 's surprised face only a metre or so away , coming towards me , something in his hand- `` goodness , '' he says , sounding almost cheerful .