`` you can visit her , '' he pleaded . waves of pleasure , waves of power , over and over , as if here , too , he was able to control what was happening . the box gives one of two things- either poetry or madness . for some reason , this irritated me . chapter 32 once again , i woke up with a gasp and sat bolt upright . did you see stand by me ? smoothing things over would n't be necessary if she planned on avoiding him the entire twenty-four hours . 