"You get that thing away from my face." Cecilia was pulling away from loboto's claw, which was drawing nearer and nearer to her face.
"Oh no." Loboto said, "Last time the harvesting didn't work so well. But I see promise in you." The claw was right near her face, close enough to scratch Cecilia's nose off.
"What do you mean, the harvesting?"
"Oh...you don't know? The pure reason for me seeking out revenge on your little camp."
"Brains, child. Brains."
"I'M HARVESTING THE BRAINS OF CHILDREN YOU IGNORANT CHILD!" Loboto yelled at her, "AND WITH YOUR BRAIN, I WILL BE ABLE TO RECONSTRUCT THE BRAIN TANK, AND TAKE OVER THE WORLD WITH OR WITHOUT MORRY'S HELP."
"That's what you think, freak!" The voice came from the far edge of the courtyard. It was Hunter.
Loboto was shocked for a moment. "Nonethematter!" He got right in Cee's face, "I'll deal with them first, than you."
"A few times in my life I've had moments of absolute clarity. When for a few brief seconds, the silence drowns out the noise and I can feel rather than think, and things seem so sharp and the world seems so fresh. I can never make these moments last. I cling to them, but like everything, they fade. I've lived my life on these moments. They pull me back to the present and I realize that everything is exactly the way it was meant to be."