He looked down at the bleeding hole left by a bullet and began to feel a little dizzy. He saw the red flashing lights of a patrol cars just as he drop...d his guns, slumping to the ground from shock and loss of blood. His eyes closed and the darkness closed in on him, but this time for some reason he didn't fear the dark. He welcomed it, somehow knowing that he will be safe in it.In the Temple of the Cobras, the Marpa Tulku watched as the ring of his old student began once more to glow brightly.. The one thing he wouldn’t agree on was me accompanying him to Spain. I didn’t want to let the money out of my sight. ‘Well, while you’re here, would you like a tour?’ He didn’t seem too interested, but I coaxed him into going down stairs, and started showing him the rooms. At first he seemed to want to rush through them, but gradually he started asking about bits of the equipment. I watched him swish a few whips through the air. ‘Has Sharon seen all of this?’ ‘Some of it, she brought her. I was just worried about you. But you’re right, I should take my own advice and shut up. Take whatever time you need. We’ll be in the cabin, whenever you’re ready.”As I walked off, I heard another movement behind me, but it was not aggressive this time.“It just hits a little too close to home, all right?” she called. “That’s all. You don’t need to go telling anyone.”I slowed. “I won’t.”“And especially don’t tell ... Raven. I don’t want her ... to feel weird about singing the lyrics. I can. But this time the papers were a mere matter of form. Villefort had secluded himself, not to study, but to reflect; and with the door locked and orders given that he should not be disturbed excepting for important business, he sat down in his arm-chair and began to ponder over the events, the remembrance of which had during the last eight days filled his mind with so many gloomy thoughts and bitter recollections. Then, instead of plunging into the mass of documents piled before him, he opened.