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"Struggling transforms her captor into a Chinese finger trap. She's suffocating. Sucking in air without relief. Her lungs expand. Contract. Expand. They fill with lies and broken promises. With despair and lost hope. Each inhale is empty. Invisible hands reach into her body and constrict around her windpipe. She watches her friends collapse like supernovae, their cognizance disappearing into a black hole. A black hole she's quickly cascading into. The dark consumes, bleeds into her vision. She blinks. Catches icy blue eyes peeking out from the shadows."
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"He wants me to tell him about the front; he is curious in a way that I find stupid and distressing; I no longer have any real contact with him. There is nothing he likes more than just hearing about it. I realize he does not know that a man cannot talk of such things; I would do it willingly, but it is too dangerous for me to put these things into words. I am afraid they might then become gigantic and I be no longer able to master them. What would become of us if everything that happens out there were quite clear to us?"

"Many call it the 1000 yard stare and can't realize the pain when PTSD takes us there."

"The aftermath of bearing shackles is an exquisite devastation, fraught with the ravages of survival. Even though one is no longer held captive-be that from a person, a government, or one's inner self-the scars are deeply engraved into one's psyche, and there's no remedy for the soul. Many have the misconception that freedom equals happiness forever and ever.That's a wicked delusion."
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"I blinked at him just casually talking about my new sex life with his genie-shiny head, and I knew at any second I would break into hysterics."

"It hurts, Summer cries, head shaking back and forth. 'Please, make it stop. Sweat beads on her forehead.'What hurts? Cameron asks.'My eyes.Summer's eyes open. Everyone gasps. They're no longer blue; they appear bionic, like a circuit board's inside her eyes. Panicked now, Summer reaches for her face. 'What is it? What's wrong?"

"What are you doing? Egnatious asked, eyebrows furrowed as he watched Gabriella do a flip.Firen mimicked Gabriella and turned to Egnatious. 'Fun times. Go with it. She didn't even crack a smile, though her body language said she was laughing on the inside.Instead of following their act, Egnatious simply dove for an outcrop just as it began moving away. He nearly lost his balance, but Firen caught his flailing arms.'Are you having a seizure or something? she jested, displaying a rare vein of humor.Egnatious sent her a queasy glare."

"A layer of fine powder coats his skin.'My lungs are turning to concrete, Rob wheezes, hacking and spitting.'So are my eyes. How do I always get roped into these things? Avery coughs and pats Rob's back in sympathy. A poof of dust billows from the contact."

"It's complicated, I said in defense, hands going up to show surrender.'Talk slowly, Jenna retorted derisively.'Okay, I deserved that, I admitted."

"Why aren't you smiling? Cameron asks. She picks up the Astropad and stops the video.'Because this is the beginning, not the end."

"Terror builds inside him. The reality that tonight will be his last leaves a sour taste in his mouth. The Tainted will eat him, or on a more terrifying note-if that's even possible-maybe turn him into one of them. He'd rather die. But first, he'll take as many of those bastards out as he can. He throws his pack into the throng and jerks the blade from his belt. With a thudding heart, he slices through them. Blood arcs over him, onto him."

"She would rather remain silent, but her voice is no longer something to fear. It's strong. Powerful. A weapon of emotions."
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