They either don't get it or don't want to. Maybe I'm just not selling it well.
According to Dickens, the first rule of human nature is self-preservation and when I forgive him for writing a character as pathetic as Oliver Twist, I'll thank him for the advice.
Then I choose to drown. In hope. Rather than float into nothing.
You're going to set us all on fire, you homicidal feral fruitcake.
A very underestimated part of the world, The Entrance is.
As I walk back to the school on my own, I realise I'm crying. So I go back to the stories I've read about the five and I try to make sense of their lives because in making sense of theirs, I may understand mine.