“ Audiences are craving intricate and intelligent stories that keep them on the edge of their seats. ”
The mind is weak, and it must be mastered, controlled. The body, it knows no master save for instinct and, unfortunately, it is built for terminal suffering.
~ Jennifer Arnett
He'd done this hundreds of times: done a job, been drugged with a narcotic that erased his short term memory, and dumped in a seedy hole in the wall locale, where when he climbed out, he would have to figure out where he was, find a payphone, and call in for his next job.
I can’t help but imagine what that would be like—to be all alone on this island with eternity taunting me with loneliness. To say goodbye to the last human you will ever see—there is no crueler hand of fate.
It isn’t always the treasure that drives men down deep into the sea; it’s something else, something unexplainable, even to them.