"There is something more, if I could find a name for it. God bless me, the man seems hardly human! Something troglodytic, shall we say? or can it be the old story of Dr. Fell? or is it the mere radiance of a foul soul that thus transpires through, and transfigures, its clay continent? The last, I think; for, O my poor old Harry Jekyll, if ever I read Satan's signature upon a face, it is on that of your new friend."
Hannah looks at the text messages as they roll in from Davey, trying to fight the smile on her face, I found myself saying I literally did that twenty minutes ago. "He’s online and replying. 'Is it weird I’m messaging you again? After I sent it, I thought this might come across as weird.' It takes me a moment to think and I reply honestly, 'This is kind of weird. But good weird. Yeah, that’s what I was hoping for. How’s your day going?'"
“A wrong is unredressed when retribution overtakes its redresser.” | When Fortunato jokes, “I shall not die of a cough,” Montresor coldly replies, “True—true.”