the camry 's backseat is strewn with clothing , crumpled fast-food bags , three shoeboxes of cassettes-mostly lloyd webber musicals ( if rima hears `` i dreamed a dream '' one more time , she might be forced to hurt someone ) , a wheezy old cassette recorder , vintage comics like tales from the crypt and vault of horror , and a couple lovecrafts with nightmare covers of gruesome monsters boiling with tentacles .