foreword

"Oh god. We're going to die, aren't we?"

He shrugged, as if being chained to a chair with the barrel of a gun aimed at your temple wasn't such a big deal. "Probably. Any regrets?"

"Just one."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, saving this little twerp back in high school. That jerk got me killed." I rolled my eyes, sticking my tongue out at him. You could say that after encountering death many times in the presence of Alastair, I had become quite the expert at it.

"Hey!"

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