reaching over , he pulled a hook from a box attached to the middle railing and pulled a pulley towards him . he worked in silence for a while , pulling pieces out carefully and then cleaning the cuts properly . the more i sat there , answering my own questions , the more i hated myself . he doubted he got it all , but he did n't want to be completely drenched in blood when he saw her again . these could be life or death decisions we are making . well sleep somewhere in the hamlet and leave in the morning . 