Quotes from Christa Faust

Help me. Please, God help me.

The cries from within the apartment were also unnaturally intensified, seeming to bore their way into the soft tissue of his hypersensitive brain, like hungry maggots.

Help me. Please, God help me...

What..." Bell whispered. "What happened?" Walter came forward and peered around them. "My God." He winced and turned his head.

Here the scent of fake roses was underscored with the bright iron reek of blood.

She looked as if she had been mauled by a tiger.

Whoever did this may still be here.

Walter and Bell glanced at each other, neither one relishing the idea of being the brave hero who found the escaped tiger in the bedroom.

It's me," the old man hollered, his voice shrill and cracking. The suddenness of it caused Walter to pull his hand back involuntarily. "Me! It's me! It's me! It's me!

There was no tiger. No intruder. No signs of a break-in.

I..." She clutched at Walter's shirtfront. "I don't know! There was no one! No one!

Do you mean you were attacked from behind?

In my dream I can," he said. "In my dream, I have hands. With claws.

I want to be wrong. I want this all to have a reasonable...

The truth is, the biggest, hardest dick in the world is useless if you don't know how to eat pussy.

And in the midst of it all stood a middle-aged man and woman in their bedclothes, arguing violently.

No problem," he was saying. "We're gonna be okay. We're insured.

What exactly are you planning to put on the claim? Act of God?

Is this your stuff? Is this your TV? Did you drop your goddamn TV on my brand new car?

Did anybody feel an earthquake? No. Did you?" He shook his head. "You're talking out of your ass, pal!

Do I look like I could have thrown a goddamn piano out a window?" She waved her hand. "Does he?

In my dream, I have hands," Walter repeated softly under his breath.

This kind of event is so rare as to be the stuff of myth. Modern science has never managed to verify that it has ever truly occurred. Ever! And yet we have just witnessed not just one instance, but two. Two! And both happening at the exact moment when we were in the middle of...

The cement bunnies remained serene and unaffected by the chaos.