Nothing could be changed anymore , was what the Ellimist was telling me . Things were set . This was the way it was . Picking myself up off the ground was a slow and painful process , but he waited patiently while I moved . " Okay , " I said , drawing the word out .

Question: What may happen to me before I find myself on the floor ?
Answer: I was knocked up by the EllimistI was knocked to the ground carefully .I learned very bad news .I learned very good news .