she asked , twisting to look at her wrists . i told you i was there , but he was definitely not dead . over or not , i still missed him . but she went inside and closed the door . she did not read too much into it , however . only this time , the blow was desire and it was so much more potent . hitting it off with a witness is always a good thing . the painted walls are white and filled with black and gold letters , characters , and symbols . 