and i know another blast 's coming so i do it the old-fashioned way before he can gather himself- i jump at him , pushing hard with my feet and leaping out- he ai n't expecting it and i hit him about waist-height , knocking us back into the screens- ( where the river 's still shooting down the valley- ) ( where viola ai n't nowhere to be seen- ) and he slams into 'em with a grunt , my weight against him , and i pull back my fist to punch him- and there 's a light tap on my neck- just light as a touch- and there 's something sticking to me and i put my hand to it- a bandage- the thing he was carrying- `` sleep tight , '' he grins down at me- and i fall to the floor and the screens full of water are the last things i see- { viola } `` acorn ! ''