Funny how internal scars never healed. They were the souvenirs of the past.

I mumble hocus-pocus and the next thing you know, I’m a cat. (Ravyn) I suppose it’s a step up. The last guy I had in my house could only turn into a beer-drinking pig. (Susan)

How do you feel? (Maggie) Like I got hit by a bus that decided to back up a few times and make sure it finished the job. I think it must have ground its tires on my ribs during the last run. You know, just in case I might actually want to breathe again in my lifetime. (Wren)

I’m going. But before I do, let me congratulate all of you on your stupidity. (Fury)

If it makes you feel any better, this isn't my first apocalypse. There is hope.

That’s right. Get thee behind me, bitches. I don’t got no time for you. Ha! (Tabitha)

And she was just leaving. (Xedrix) Not yet, I’m not. (Aimee) Yes, you are. Adios. There’s the door. Doorknob twists to the left. The hinges open in. You should use them. Keep them working. Keep you breathing. (Xedrix)