and from the ground , 1017 is looking back up at me , red blood pouring from his weird nose and the corner of his too-high eyes but there 's no sound coming from him , no noise , no thoughts , no clicks , no nothing- ( and we 're in the campsite and there 's a dead spackle on the ground and viola 's looking so scared and she 's backing away from me and there 's blood everywhere and i 've done it again i 've done it again and why did you go oh jesus dammit viola why did you leave- ) and 1017 just looks at me .