“Anna took his hand to gauge the swelling. 'Let's at least put something cold around it. Frozen peas work pretty well.''Do I have to eat them?''No, you just have to inject them into a vein,' Anna said.”

“We should have a name for them, Anna said.The Sick, or the Infected? Something. Something to differentiate them from the real people we see - I mean, the normal survivors like us.The Thirsty? Dave suggested.The Thirsty? Anna said sarcastically. Like, look out Dave - there's a Thirsty behind you?The Arseholes, Mini said. The Scary Arseholes.That works, I said with a grin. Look out Dave, there's an arsehole behind you!”

“We were eating lunch when a chicken walked out of the woods.“Anna, look behind you.”She turned around. “What the heck?”We watched as the chicken came closer. It pecked the ground, not in any kind of hurry.“There was one more after all,” I said.“Yeah, the stupid one,” Anna pointed out. “Although it’s the last one standing, so it’s done something right.”It came right up to Anna and she said, “Oh, hi. Do you not know what we did to the rest of your kind?”

“Let someone else have a lucky day, Anna.”

“Next to that dragon Micha had wirtten: 'KIS EacH OthER'. Abel looked at Anna. Anna looked at Abel.'She is the little queen,' said Abel, 'in our fairy tale, at least.''One must obey the queen,' said Anna.”

“Read them, Anna. Really read them.”