A one-eyed man with a knife in hand, looking for someone else’s eye to poke out.

“I think they know we're talking about them," I say."So? They already know I hat…”

“It seems like the rebellions never stop, in the city, in the compound, anywhere…”

“We don't know what's happened out there since they put us in here, or how many …”

“I will be my undoing,If I become my obsession.I will forget the ones I love,If …”