"Maybe that's what they're trying to do. See what it takes to break people. A lot of the people here are strong, famous, special. This whole thing just might be to see what it takes to break people like you. But I'm not like that. I'm just a girl. The only thing special about me is knowing how to hide.It's not hard to break glass." Newt drew up her knees and wrapped her arms around her legs.

"If I break people might not pay attention while they try to step around me or even try putting me together. Being distracted is bad." It didn't make it hurt less. It didn't make her want to face any more loss. But part of her just WANTED a grown up to take care of her. To lie to her and tell her it'd be okay. Brisco almost did that.

Most of all, Newt wanted the impossible. She wanted her mother. She wanted it all to be a bad dream. She wanted to wake up and be hugged and cuddled and told she was being silly.

"I'm tired. I'm trying to be grown up, but I'm not. I'm not sure I care who wins just that the game is over. I don't wanna play anymore."