“But there was a feeling building in me now that I hadn’t felt since I’d shown up at this stupid party: I was excited. Something was going to happen. Either this would work, or it wouldn’t. Either I would be spared, or I would die. Either death was something that could be fooled, outwitted, outplayed, or it was not. However things ended, I would learn something about the world in which, for the moment, I continued to live.”