“You won," Four mutters. "Stop.”

“You won," Four mutters. "Stop." I wipe the sweat from my forehead. He stares at me. His eyes are too wide; they look alarmed.”

“I pull my foot back again, but Four's hands clamp around my arms, and he pulls me away from her with irresistible force. I breathe through gritted teeth, staring at Molly's blood-covered face, the color deep and rich and beautiful, in a way. She groans, and I hear a gurgling in her throat, watch blood trickle from her lips. "You won," Four mutters. "Stop." I wipe the sweat from my forehead. He stares at me. His eyes too wide; they look alarmed. "I think you should leave," he says. "Take a walk." I'm fine," I say. "I'm fine now," I say again, this time for myself.I wish I could say I felt guilty for what I did.I don't.”

“Then everyone can call you Six.”“Four and Six,” I say.”

“At first Eric stares at Four in silence. Four stares back.”

“For someone so small, you're heavy, Stiff," he mutters.”

“thats it?" I say. Those were your worst fears? Why do you only have four..." My voice trails off. Only four fears."Oh" I look over my shoulder at him. "thats why they call you-”