for him , it was like looking into a microscope at some pond water , watching the tiny creatures within . in the place of the shadows stood tall men wearing some kind of dark pants , maybe leather . they were not under my command . they both laughed a little nervously and looked at each other . it made it challenging for me to dig through my book bag while walking but i managed to pull the pop-tart out from the wrapper and aim it at my mouth . finch turned away from a thought that truly terrified him . 