The anticipation of tasting a load of fresh boy juice made any discomfort bearable.

Jesse imagined a group of Children back there steam shoveling the mashed corpses out of the way, an assembly line of the beasts passing the deat and wounded back toward the arena.

But I am now talking of a Set of People who were not poſſeſs'd BY, but rather, as it may be called, are poſſeſs'd OF the Devil; […]

I raced him to the car, but he was there first, so he got to ride shotgun.