we share our grief with the world . of all the words i expect ever to hear from carol 's mouth , these are not it . `` well , i have n't finished with the journals yet . she adjusted with dazzling speed , whipping around to run down her prey . this was not the way things were supposed to be tonight . a little civilization in the mouth of the void . on the third day , we tried fixing the clogged carburetor . or was it in the luggage still ? 