->It's a cafe filled with adorable animals.

->. . . And they're all dead.
->-- '''[[{{Cloudcuckoolander}} Osaka]]''', ''Manga/AzumangaDaioh''

->"As you leave your body ó you realize something is happening. You hear a sound. . . getting louder and louder. . . screaming . . .weeping. . . wailing. Terror and fear beyond anything you could imagine overtakes you. "This canít be happening!" you scream. Your nostrils are filling with the awful stench of burning souls. Your face ignites from the heat. Flames are now blazing from your eyes, nostrils, ears, mouth ó every opening in your body, flames are roaring out. Your body is sizzling and crackling from the flames.
-> Your body is now madly thrashing and convulsing from the horrible pain. "Why donít I die?", you scream. You begin weeping and gnashing your teeth with the millions. "When will this pain stop?" But you know it will never stop. . .
-> The darkness is so terrifying, it begins engulfing you. You feel something moving in the darkness. . . something horrible is happening. "No! No! This canít be happening" you scream ó as your worm is emerging.
-> And you soon realize that Jesus Christ was right. There is a place called hell.
->-- Terry Watkins

-> ''You think that we're going to run out of air. That we're going to die gasping. But we're not."
-> ({{Beat}})
-> "We'll freeze to death first.''
->-- '''River Tam''', ''{{Firefly}}''

-> Morning in San Caralampio,\\
Schoolchildren gather around\\
From Guatemala their families have fled to this Mexican town\\
A woman from north of the border\\
Opens a box on the floor\\
Gives them all crayons and paper, some never have seen these before\\
Draw me a picture of home, she says\\
Anything you can recall\\
Use all the colors, then we'll put them up on the wall

->And the children draw guns,\\
Bullets and blood\\
Soldiers in uniform burning their houses\\
Trampling gardens to mud\\
The children of San Caralampio draw pictures of guns

->-- Mark Cohen, ''The Children Draw Guns''

-> ''But my enjoyment was tempered somewhat by the regular intrusions of Mr Noseybonk. Mr Noseybonk was a sort of [[UncannyValley leering death-masked figure]] who was supposed to be gently amusing but wound up [[NightmareFuel haunting my dreams]], because he struck me as precisely the sort of figure who'd sneak into a stranger's bedroom in the dead of night and [[KnifeNut knife you]], and knife you, and knife you, [[OverlyLongGag and knife you, and knife you...]]''
->--'''CharlieBrooker''' on ''Jigsaw''