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There was a desk in the room, and a ballpoint pen tucked into once of the pocket jeans Clay had left crumpled at the foot of the bed. He took the pen, crossed to the desk in his bare feet, sat down, and opened the drawer above the kneehole. He found what he was hoping for, a little pile of stationery with the heading GAITEN ACADEMY and "A young mind is a lamp in the darkness." on each sheet. He took one of them and placed it on the desk. The light was dim, but would serve. He clicked out the tip of the ballpoint and paused for just a moment, recalling the dream as clearly as he could.
He, Tom, Alice, and Jordan had been lined up in the center of a playing field. Not a soccer field -- a football field, maybe? There had been some sort of skeletal construction in the background with a blinking red light on it. He had no idea what it was, but he knew the field had been full of people looking at them, people with ruined faces and ripped clothes that he recognized all too well. He and his friends had been... had they been in cages? No, on platforms. And they were cages, all the same, although there were no bars. Cay didn't know how that could be, but it was. He was losing the details of the dream already.
Tom was on one end of the line. A man had walked to him, a special man and put a hand over his head. Clay didn't remember how the man could do that since Tom-- like Alice, Jordan, and Clay himself-- had been on a platform, but he had. And he'd said, "Ecce homo--insanus." And the crowd-- thousands of them-- had roared back, "DON'T TOUCH!" in a single voice. The man had gone to Clay and repeated this. With his hand above Alice's head the man had said, "Ecce femina--insana." Above Jordan, "Ecce puer--insanus." Each time the response had been the same: "DON'T TOUCH!"

From Stephen King's: Cell

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I really like this book so far Inspired me to make this character, too; Ecce Mors, which means "Behold, death," and has also made me fall in love with the Latin Language <3 I want to learn latin now! D:

Description
There was a desk in the room, and a ballpoint pen tucked into once of the pocket jeans Clay had left crumpled at the foot of the bed. He took the pen, crossed to the desk in his bare feet, sat down, and opened the drawer above the kneehole. He found what he was hoping for, a little pile of stationery with the heading GAITEN ACADEMY and "A young mind is a lamp in the darkness." on each sheet. He took one of them and placed it on the desk. The light was dim, but would serve. He clicked out the tip of the ballpoint and paused for just a moment, recalling the dream as clearly as he could.
He, Tom, Alice, and Jordan had been lined up in the center of a playing field. Not a soccer field -- a football field, maybe? There had been some sort of skeletal construction in the background with a blinking red light on it. He had no idea what it was, but he knew the field had been full of people looking at them, people with ruined faces and ripped clothes that he recognized all too well. He and his friends had been... had they been in cages? No, on platforms. And they were cages, all the same, although there were no bars. Cay didn't know how that could be, but it was. He was losing the details of the dream already.
Tom was on one end of the line. A man had walked to him, a special man and put a hand over his head. Clay didn't remember how the man could do that since Tom-- like Alice, Jordan, and Clay himself-- had been on a platform, but he had. And he'd said, "Ecce homo--insanus." And the crowd-- thousands of them-- had roared back, "DON'T TOUCH!" in a single voice. The man had gone to Clay and repeated this. With his hand above Alice's head the man had said, "Ecce femina--insana." Above Jordan, "Ecce puer--insanus." Each time the response had been the same: "DON'T TOUCH!"

From Stephen King's: Cell

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I really like this book so far Inspired me to make this character, too; Ecce Mors, which means "Behold, death," and has also made me fall in love with the Latin Language <3 I want to learn latin now! D: