“There are two of you,” Alex said. “There have to be,” Darlington replied. “The boy and the monster. I am the hermit in the cave.” “I saw everything. In your grandfather’s memories. I saw you try to survive this place.” “It wasn’t all bad.” Alex felt her lips twist. “Of course it wasn’t. If it was all bad, you could just let go.” “When did you get so wise, Stern?” “When you went on sabbatical to purgatory.”
