We'll start firing till they drop or we drop.

Come on," Alec said, already stomping down the ramp. "Let's find us a squirrel." He swept the weapon back and forth as he walked, looking for any interlopers. "Or better yet, one of the crazies who might've strayed over here. Too bad these things have to be charged or we could get rid of this virus problem in a jiffy. Sweep these old neighborhoods nice and clean." Mark joined him on the ground below the Berg, wary that someone might be watching from the ruined homes surrounding them or from the burnt woods beyond those. "Your value of human life brings tears to my eyes," he muttered.

I'm a Crank. I'm slowly going crazy. I keep wanting to chew off my own fingers and randomly kill people.

I've always been fascinated by quantum physics and the possibility of alternate realities.

Anybody else wanna pee their pants and cry for mommy?

Sometimes they do things to make me do the opposite of what they think, I think, they think, I am going to do.

I'm gonnna break your faces!