Mike Briggs

“Shantay: She's not going in alone. I'm going in with her.
Myfanwy: Absolutely not. There may be legal precedents for you coming along to observe, but can you imagine the repercussions if a Bishop of the Croatoan was harmed on a Checquy op?
Shantay: Yeah, but you'll probably be dead too, so it's not like it'll be your problem.
Myfanwy: Well, then, as long it causes me no inconvenience.”
― Daniel O'Malley, The Rook

“This is ridiculous, she thought. I’m possessed of terrifying powers. Why am I relying on a ridiculous little gun that I picked because I thought it was cute? I don’t need this thing. She threw it contemptuously over her shoulder. Damn right! I took out a house of weird fungal cultists that had devoured three teams of supernatural SWAT teams. I am a badass. She paused and expanded her senses outward, searching for any kind of life. Okay, nothing. At least, she thought uneasily, nothing that I can detect. But then why does it smell so bad down here? There’s something foul wandering the underground tunnels beneath my”
― Daniel O'Malley, The Rook

“It could be worse, Shawn said...
We're all sitting around this fire not knowing which one among us is the person who has been systematically picking us off...

Now imagine that while we're sitting here, Reggie's head falls off his body, grows spider legs, and runs away into the darkness.

The silence following Shawn's remark was the quietest Gus had ever heard. Even the fire stopped popping and sparking for a moment.”
― William Rabkin, The Call of the Mild

“I don’t know what the exact physical dynamics are that cause a shower curtain to attach itself to your body when you turn on the water but, since my shower was surrounded on all sides by curtains, I turned on the water and became a vinyl, vacuum-sealed sheriff burrito.”
― Craig Johnson, The Cold Dish