she 's right , pictures are starting to come from him , pictures that could be in your head or hanging in the air in front of you- pictures of us standing here watching him , pictures of himself on the bed- then pictures of what we saw in the probe projection , of what happened when a flaming spackle arrow hit it and the signal gave out- and then pictures of the scout ship coming down from orbit , pictures of this planet far below as they flew in , a vast bluish green ocean next to miles of forest , not even thinking to look for a spackle army blending into the riverbank as the ship circled over new prentisstown- and then other pictures- pictures of simone- pictures of simone and bradley- `` bradley ! ''