I looked at him and he looked at me. A moment. A choice. My choice. His choice.
Paige, you will have two tasks tonight,' he said, turning to face me. 'Both will test the limits of your sanity. Will you believe me if I tell you that they will help you?' 'Not likely,' I said 'but let's get on with it.
Nothing’s worse than a story without an end.
I would never see him again. But as I watched the tunnel race before my eyes, I was certain of one thing: I did trust him. Now I had only to trust in myself.
