I don't think there is a right or wrong anymore. Only horrible and not-quite-so-horrible.

The Creators,” Minho said; then he spat on the floor. “I’m gonna break your faces!

Though he’d never know for sure what had happened to them, his mind was super talented at imagining the absolute worst.

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

Quit voting me down before you even think about what I'm saying.

Ah, my Knight in Shining Armor. What, you don't think I can fend for myself?

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.