"Fractured glints of moonlight on the cracked window pane occasionally break
through the ever present cloud cover casting ominous shadows across the barren
landscape. Earlier today there was a bee trapped inside with me. Poor thing, its
fate is as sealed as mine. Both of us are doomed."
"My name is Grace Anne Parker. I am 25 years old, and tomorrow morning I will die."
"This is not the end. It is the beginning."
