maybe have to climb out the window after all . `` absolutely , and i ca n't thank you enough . '' we have a vision of an honest world . his black hair , shoulder length , curling and glossy , whipped around his face as the car gathered speed and drew the cool autumn wind through the open windows . facing whatever we need to face . you said that you were from here , is that true ? you are nothing more than a weapon - a tool to be used - to them . '' 