The statues were praying – gazing into the dark domed ceiling.

One last thing, a shadow is following you. It's a living nightmare – breaking down reality. I have tried everything and there is no way to fight back. You need to escape it as long as you can.

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

Optimism is a most hopeless feeling, but I must retain it.

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