The minute we decide that one person doesn´t matter anymore, they´ve won.

There was, like, this black hole where the world used to be, and we were both falling toward it. What could we hold on to?

Our enemy is fear. Blinding, reason-killing fear. Fear consumes the truth and poisons all the evidence, leading us to false assumptions and irrational conclusions.

But monsters, I now know, come in all shapes and sizes, and only their appetite for human flesh defines them.

Please, do not leave me, Will Henry. I would not survive it. You were nearly right. What Mr. Kendall was, I am always on the brink of becoming. And you - I do not pretend to know how or even why - but you pull me back from the precipice. You are the one... You are the one thing that keeps me Human.

I will teach you to love death. I will empty you of grief and guilt and self-pity and fill you up with hate and cunning and the spirit of vengeance. I will make my final stand here, Benjamin Thomas Parish.

I didn't save you," he whispers, lips tickling my eyelashes. "You saved me.