Stories don’t end with the writers, however many started the race.

We sure as ruddy heck ain't in Prentisstown no more," I say to Manchee under my breath.

If you ever see a war," she says, not looking up from her clipboard, "you'll learn that war only destroys. No one escapes from a war. No one. Not even the survivors.

The monster showed up just after midnight. As they do.

Worst is the one who knows better and does nothing.

No," I say firmly. "If you ever doubt anything here, if you ever not know what to think or who to trust, you trust Todd, okay? You remember that.

I think maybe everyone falls... I think the asking is whether we get back up again.