i punch the code to get back in , my hands shaking with the knowledge of what i am about to do . so sometimes my mind just ... goes there . lewis 's sleeping bag was neatly rolled up and attached to his pack , which was leaning where his body had been when i 'd fallen asleep . within these pages is a story of one of those dark mysteries , knowledge so dangerous that it could never be fully lost . nothing wrong with that one , it 's the other one . '' 