You’re Disgusting When You Eat,”

Listen,' Thomas Said, Slowly Getting To His Feet, Hoping Minho Wouldn’t Be Stupid Enough To Try Anything. “there’s Something About Us. We’re Not Just Random Shanks Who Showed Up On Your Doorstep. We’re Valuable. Alive, Not Dead.” The Anger On Jorge’s Face Lessened Ever So Slightly. Maybe A Spark Of Curiosity. But What He Said Was 'what’s A Shank?

She And Thomas Had Helped Construct The Maze; At The Same Time She’d Exerted A Lot Of Effort To Build A Wall Holding Back Her Emotions.

Can’t Take A Chance That One Day, In One Spot, Somewhere, An Exit Might Appear. We Can’t Give Up. Ever.

Down The Road A Bit, I Would Like To Write A Couple Of Stand-alone Adult Novels, Especially In The Horror Genre. I've Got Lots Of Things Up My Sleeve.

If You Ain’t Scared… You Ain’t Human.