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- If her body was repairing itself now, it would probably go faster with all the parts in the right place.
- It took her a few minutes to get her hands in position. One on her jaw, one on the back of her head. She decided to count to five. Then she changed her mind and decided to count to three. And then, before she could lose her nerve, she just twisted her skull hard to the right.
- There were two loud pops and a sharp pain—sharper than she’d felt in ages. Her spine thumped together, and her head slipped down an inch or so. Enough to make her vision shift. Another random memory. Someone lifting a stack of red poker chips an inch or so off the table and dropping them one after another. Click-click-click-click. Her head and neck did that.
- Madelyn flexed her head left and right. No soreness. No stiffness. She could still move her fingers and arms. Couldn’t feel her toes, though.
- Excerpt From Ex-Isle, pg 393-394
- Peter Clines
- https://books.apple.com/us/book/ex-isle/id989619017
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