i glare at them and pull a small box , wrapped in gold with a cream bow , out from under the tree and hand it to my wife . if i was to free them , i had to let grey kill me . right now , i was looking into my future and not back on my past . youre going to have to tread carefully . my hands are red with blood . boulders blocked what appeared to be an entrance into the mound , with dressed stones marking the top and sides . 