dean fished it out , looked at it and stuck it in his pocket . if i fail ... then all is death . he did n't think he meant to . we meet at the front of the car . as she scrambled , i could see that her usually curly hair was stuck to her cheeks , water dripping from the ends . i came around a clump of shrubs and caught sight of a white glow that seemed to come from under the snow . obviously she was the last person i was with . 