"As he plods behind Cameron and Summer, he can't help but stare at Summer's exposed, glistening skin. His thoughts aren't depraved or even mildly in the splasher. In fact, he focuses on the marks of cruelty crisscrossing her back, stomach, and shoulders. He trudges along, drenched, feet swollen, constantly searching for even a hint of a breeze, all while being forced to stare at the alarming network of burns traversing Summer's delicate skin. This latticework of hate reveals a brutal truth-one he can scarcely comprehend. Yes, he's glimpsed and felt her scars before, but this is the first time he's really, truly seen the severity and extent of her life as a slave. With each step, he must digest the monstrosities of her past, leaving him utterly devastated."
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"Slavery received, but the prejudice to which it has given birth remains stationary."

"The goldenrod is yellow, The corn is turning brown, The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down."

"Slavery exists. It is black in the South, and white in the North."

"In a word, if any kind of slavery can be vindicated by the Holy Scriptures, we are already sure our making and holding the Negroes our slaves, as we do, cannot be vindicated by any thing we can find there, but is condemned by the whole of divine revelation."

"There cannot be found in the animal kingdom a bat, or any other creature, so blind in its own range of circumstance and connection, as the greater majority of human beings are in the bosoms of their families."

"The distinguishing sign of slavery is to have a price, and to be bought for it."

"Some of today's slaves sleep on king size beds."

"To be enslaved then, you needed to be ignorant. To be enslaved today, you need to be knowledgeable."
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"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."

"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?"

"If this is my final moment, she says, 'then I can die happy.'Is that why you're saying all this? Because you think we're going to die?'I don't know, she admits.'Dammit, Summer. He clings to her waist, grip desperate, eyes heavy with torment. 'You're saying everything I want to hear, but I don't know if I can trust it."

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

"A growing heat, like a million blazing suns all focused on me, lit my insides. It felt like I was being cooked in the Gabriella Roast Cooker, me spinning around-and-around to heat my flesh evenly. For some reason I was having trouble comprehending the sudden change in my revolving world as I swelled with a horrible, billowing fire."

"Underwater, bubbles erupted before my eyes as a swift hand snatched my arm and pulled me to the surface. I gasped for air, coughing and gagging at the amount of water I sucked into my lungs by pure shock. What was up with me and breathing in water? I needed to grow some gills or something."

"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."

"I can't-won't do that to him, Summer says sharply. 'Or to myself. Besides, your feelings for me aren't real. The Society did this to you. And if they did it to you, they probably scrambled my brain too. I can't trust that any of this is real."
