“I’m not scared of hell. I lived a decent life, and I don’t think there is such a place, anyway. I’m scared there’s nothing.” He struggled for breath. A pearl of blood was swelling in the corner of his right… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“I unscrewed the cap and brought the purple-lined rim to my mouth. Then I almost hacked up a lung. Madeline remained motionless as I struggled for breath. 'So what part of this is supposed to be fun?' I asked. 'Just… — Varian Johnson Copy Share Image
