That is what Alex is now: a shadow-boy

Is it possible to tell the truth in a society of lies? Or must you always, of necessity, become a liar?

I get that rush that comes when you know you're doing something wrong and are getting away with it, like stealing from the school cafeteria of getting tipsy at a family holiday without anyone knowing it.

I used to think that's what love was: knowing someone so well he was like a part of you.

We leave Pippa behind, standing in the dark, teeming bowels of the camp, while the sun begins to stain the sky electric, and from all sides the guns draw closer.

The deadliest of all deadly things: It kills you both when you have it and when you don’t.

The rules of Panic are simple. Anyone can enter. But only one person will win.