Rapture cults had packed their suitcases and were massing together in great vigils, waiting for the end.

"All bogus," she'd told Zuzana. "Just a bunch of crackpots waiting for the Apocalypse."

"Because, fun, right?" Zuzana rubbed her hands together in mock glee. "Oh, boy. The Apocalypse!"

"Right? I know. How much does your life have to suck to want the Apocalypse?

Autore: Laini Taylor