“The night and the streets were ours and the future lay sparkling ahead.
And we thought we would know each other forever.”

“Revenge. Sweet lasting revenge. And now it was time for all of us to get a taste.”

“I am the only one who can speak for them, and for the children we were.”

“Those cries can be heard through the thickest walls. They can cut through concrete and skin and reach deep into the dark parts of a lost boy’s soul. They are cries that change the course of a life, that trample innocence and snuff out goodness.”

“My family has helped me escape from many of the pains of my past. But the haunting memories of childhood are always close at hand. My body is older than its years and my mind is filled more with horror than with the pleasures of life. The dreams I have are still vivid, the nightmares painful, the fears steady. The nighttime hours always carry a sense of dread.
I sometimes feel that the lucky Sleepers are the ones who died.
They no longer have to live with the memories.
They are free of the dreams.”