Daily Thrill

"If the colonel would pace, take out a folder, arrest warrants, a pistol, anything, Sienna would feel better, in the presence of a fellow human. Instead, only this icicle voice."

"The air tasted like death; the inhuman, guttural cries coming from what sounded like a hundred tortured souls, rising and falling and rising again, made the hair on the back of her neck stand up."