he banged the side of his head with the heel of his hand . he said nothing all the way back to his den , and it was a den , nestled in between some tree trunks surrounded by plants . `` i need you to dial the phone , '' she said . `` where have you been working lately ? '' `` i do n't like it in here ; i do n't want to be here . '' he hoped she could see that this part was no joke . it was all he could really think of to say . 