The Eye of Minds

Your demons are always with you," Skale answered. His voice seemed even raspier than the day before. "Don't you understand that by now? Always with you, impossible to escape. But you never can guess how they might manifest themselves.

Who knows the true definition of real?

For the first time in his life, Michael understood why real soldiers coming back from real wars often had a hard time getting over the things they'd seen and done. And had done to them. If Michael had a soul, it was starting to leak out of his hopes.

My name is Kaine,' it said. 'And I see all.

You have a gift for making a compliment sound like an insult.

A knife is a godsend to the man tied in ropes, death to the man in chains.

He let out a short laugh. "You sound like Sherlock Holmes. You gonna pull out a magnifying glass? A pipe, maybe?

Everything is relative.” The man didn’t move a muscle as he spoke. “A knife is a godsend to the man tied in ropes, death to the man in chains.

It’s like we’re on the moon,” Sarah whispered. Michael squeezed her elbow. “Except that we can breathe, there are no stars, and there’s still gravity.” “Yeah, other than that, it’s like we’re on the moon.

Nothing like a good friend to toss you down a flight of stairs.

Hey, back to me, guys. I’m supposed to be traumatized, and you’re supposed to be making me feel better. So far, you suck at it.

And despite the fact that they all had their eyes open, every one of them looked dead.

Michael literally couldn’t remember the last time he had seen his parents.

I’d love to see a cheeseburger right about now, though.

Oddly, one of the first thoughts that popped into Michael’s mind was why didn’t these animals mind cooking their friends? Though maybe geese and chickens weren’t on the same social level.