He pulled the envelope out of his pocket and ripped it open, then took out the slip of paper. The soft lights that ringed the mirror lit up the message in a warm glow. It was two short sentences: " KILL ME. IF YOU'VE EVER BEEN MY FRIEND, KILL ME.

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

When it comes to individual destiny, there is no power greater in the universe then the conviction of the human soul to make a choice.

You’re disgusting when you eat,” Chuck said, sitting on the bench next to him. “It’s like watching a starving pig eat his own klunk.

I was just kidding, shuck-face," Minho said. "Let's all go over there. She could have an army of psycho girl ninjas hiding in that shack of hers." "Psycho girl ninjas?" Newt repeated, his voice showing he was surprised, if not annoyed, by Minho's additude.

Be unpredictable, be real, be interesting. Tell a good story.

But first, my friends, I need you to do something for me. We have two spies in the back of the auditorium.