Thomas: Is It [my Brain]

He Pulled The Envelope Out Of His Pocket And Ripped It Open, Then Took Out The Slip Of Paper. The Soft Lights That Ringed The Mirror Lit Up The Message In A Warm Glow. It Was Two Short Sentences: " Kill Me. If You've Ever Been My Friend, Kill Me.

I Don't Think Anything's More Rewarding Than Hearing That You've Helped Someone Gain A Love Of Reading.

I Watched As That Kid Died. In His Last Few Seconds There Was Pure Terror In His Eyes. You Can't Do That. You Can't Do That To A Person. I Don't Care What Anybody Tells Me, I Don't Care How Many People Go Crazy And Die, I Don't Care If The Whole Shuck Human Race Ends. Even If That Was The Only Thing That Had To Happen To Find The Cure, I'd Still Be Against It.

What Was The Point Of Even Having A Conversation When Words Couldn't Be Trusted?

If You're Going To Decipher A Hidden Code From A Complex Set Of Different Mazes, I'm Pretty Sure You Need A Girl's Brain Running The Show.