I think you inhaled too much lead from those scantron sheets.

You went through hell and lived. That leaves marks.

If you didn’t believe in the possibility, you wouldn’t have challenged these creatures. And the minute you start to believe in something, it begins to have power over you.

Only a teen girl would be afraid of an evil hairstylist.

Freshman year. We made it. And with only one body possession and one accidental death to our names.

Cole, for Christ’s sake, will you stop staring at me like I’m beefcake of the month?

Your heart gives you your power, Regina. Follow it, fight with it, and you cannot be defeated.

Save the soul, kill the monster.

It was safe to assume he’d not only read the play but then re-read it, cross-referenced the annotations, and probably joined an online chat group called Buds of the Bard or something equally nerdy.

If you don’t learn how to be scared, you’ll never really learn how to be brave.