You know better than to defy a gnarly pile of refuse.

    "I'm sorry," you say.  "Here's your hand back."

    You place the human hand near the pile, and it sucks it back inside.

    You make a mental note of where that particular pile is.

    Goodness!

    Katie's still coming down the basement stairs!

    Go back to sleep.

    Shit a brick.

    Go to Pam's room.