`` then you two probably should n't be shouting down the hallway . '' peeved , i stared out at the bright afternoon , seeing the dark spot of the spell on a tree . the grateful dead are his main guides . i could be sighing at the cold , sighing at the boring porridge , sighing at the lack of anything to do in camp . that was when i should have hired an outside source . i can make my way out the way i came in . 