Whatever Had Happened To Him

You’re So Sweet,' Frypan Said With A Snort. 'go Ahead And Die With Thomas. I Think I’ll Sneak Away And Enjoy Living With The Guilt.

No. I Kind Of Accepted It, In A Way. That Saving You Was Worth Losing What We Might've Had.

He Didn't Care About The Others Anymore. The Chaos Around Him Seemed To Siphon Away His Humanity, Turn Him Into An Animal. All He Wanted Was To Survive, Make It To That Building, Get Inside. Live. Gain Another Day.

When It Comes To Individual Destiny, There Is No Power Greater In The Universe Then The Conviction Of The Human Soul To Make A Choice.

I Promised I'd Save Him, Take Him Home! I Promised Him!" . . . Thomas Hugged Chuck To His Chest, Squeezed Him As Tightly As Possible, As If That Could Somehow Bring Him Back, Or Show Thanks For Saving His Life, For Being His Friend When No One Else Would. Thomas Cried, Wept Like He'd Never Wept Before. His Great, Racking Sobs Echoed Through The Chamber Like The Sounds Of Tortured Pain. (pg 358 Hardback)