If I sleep – will I wake from this nightmare? If not, I pray my heavenly Father will take me in my sleep.

There is no shame in using a parasol in the desert. As it happens, it's imperative to your survival!

The inner sanctum – my most precious chamber, Daniel. And it lies well beyond the refinery. In fact... it lies beneath the very stone of Brennenburg.

I know this. I've been here already. I know this taste – the taste of Damascus Rose obfuscating the truth in a dim haze. They may sweep the traces from my memory, but my body remembers. These cuts speak volumes, even though my mind remains silent.

They will be back. Oh, they will be back.

Why did he have to go in there? You don't go into burning houses. He should have known better.