"And it always finds me, that light," Maryalice said. "Always. No matter what I drink, what I take on top of that. It finds me and it wakes me up. It's like powder, blows in under the door. Nothing to do about it. Gets in your eyes. And all that brightness, falling..." Eddie was half back through the doorway now, the Russian behind him, actually in the bathroom, and Chia didn't like that because she couldn't see the Russian's hands. She heard the ambient birdsong start as the bathroom sensed the Russian. "And you put me there, Eddie. That Shinjuku. You put me where that light could get me, and I could never get away."