`` at least they 're better than zombies , '' said the dean . he was nervously chewing on his bottom lip and swaying a bit back and forth . i 'd seen the library and it would be a good fit for his abilities and interests . he started to sprint to the back of the house , and i caught up to his long strides , his jacket flapping behind me . so much has happened since your last letter . although it is morning , there is no cheery glow of sunlight . 