he looked into a sea of hanging black , and white attire mixed with the colors of red and gray . he could n't slow ; he would give himself away . but i admire you for handling that sort of stuff so well . my cheeks warmed with a mixture of pleasure and embarrassment . there was no science behind that . i wonder if a meteor hit close by ; maybe thats what woke me up earlier . trust me on this : you want to be on the ground . '' 