Prologue
Every time he described [the monsters] he'd toss in some lurid new detail: they stank like putrefying trash; they were invisible except for their shadows; a pack of squirming tentacles lurked insid...
Chapter 1
In that narrow cut of light I saw a face that seemed to have been transplanted directly from the nightmares of my childhood. (1.98)
Chapter 2
Three [photos] were so obviously manipulated that even a kid would've seen through them. (2.58)
Chapter 3
I thought of all the horrors Grandpa Portman had faced in his life, and felt my resolve harden. If there was anyone to find inside, I would find them. (3.120)
Chapter 4
"I thought I'd scared you off it. How's our haunted mansion faring these days? Still standing?" (4.79)
Chapter 5
In her hands she held a flickering light, which wasn't a lantern or a candle but seemed to be a ball of raw flame, attended by nothing more than her bare skin. (5.58)
Chapter 6
We just kept walking, the girl who could make fire with her hands and the invisible boy and me. (6.2)
Chapter 7
"Nobody suspected a thing," [Emma] said. "People come to sideshows to see stunts and tricks and what-all, and as far as anybody knew that's exactly what we showed them." (7.37)
Chapter 8
"This is their home. I have tried to make it as fine a place as I could. But the plain fact is they cannot leave, and I'd appreciate it if you didn't make them want to." (8.28)
Chapter 9
"Instead you tried to seduce me with food and fun and girls while keeping all the bad things a secret?" (9.48)
Chapter 10
"Help us find more people like you. In return, you'll have nothing to fear from Malthus or his kind. You can live at my home. In your free time you'll come with me and see the world, and we'll pay...
Chapter 11
"That's time travel," I said, astonished. "Real time travel." (11.58)