He puts the knife in his teeth and pokes his left forefinger and thumb inside his right arm. Aron is very still, looking at the rock and the open blade lying on top of it. We see a section of the canyon and the tiny figure of Aron moving within it. He opens his fist and there is the small folded up knife. Then a feeble effort is lost in the vast scale of the canyon. There's enough light for any kind of heaven but it's just Aron in Blue John Canyon. He tries to blow it away.
Just get me out of here.
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A pop song spins round and round distantly. It's like we're on the moon looking over Buzz Aldrin's shoulder at Neil Armstrong; it certainly sounds like that I'm trapped in Blue John Canyon - you probably know that - and I don't know what I am supposed to do. He sees, for the first time in his new life, green. Bank account balances should take care of my credit-card debts. Doo waving at a decants the table in front sediment out of V. Not even the insects.