We discover the end of the book at the start, and the rest of this story is told in flashback. I kept waiting for the dream sequence, or the twist that would keep Juliette from out, but Howey is too honest of a writer to use cheap tropes or deux ex machina appearances for unnecessary salvation. The world of Wool is an honest world, and it stays honest.
Howey is not afraid to kill his characters, trusting that we are invested enough in the world to continue, latching on to new characters that offer new hopes and horrors as we better understand the reality of silo living. But Howey also offers enough twists and turns that assumptions I'd normally make about how stories will develop are useless.
My only problem with this book: It's over too soon. I want much, much more.