you dont have to be here , i said . `` i was told we 'd find you here . '' or , worse still , had none of these things happened ? `` not funny , '' he murmured against the inside of my wrist . if , that was , they could save him . he wore shabby , but tidy clothes : jean shorts , a washed-out white t-shirt , and hiking boots covered with dust . i gave myself over to his game . im really scared something bad is going to happen . 