they snatch at anything to paint a false picture . '' he picked at a loose string on his cuff and scratched a scab off his thumb . people didnt care about their jobs , they were only there because they had no choice . the lights above our heads flicker on and off , shadows dancing along the walls as we race towards the hole in the wall that was once the red door . i shall see about us getting some powder so that we might have a proper exercise of our guns . 