This is book three of The Wayward Pines Trilogy.
Okay, so, the first book of the series, Pines, was all Twin Peaks mystery.
The second book of the series, Wayward, was all about understanding the whys and hows and terms the mystery of the first book.
This book, again continued just after the previous book ended, is a mad dash through the horror of the mystery, through death, through being human in a horror situation, and through the choices we make.
One of the subplots hit particularly close to home. I appreciated that.
Turns out, I enjoyed this book as much as the previous book in the series, finishing book two, and starting and finishing book three, this one, all in one day. While attending school during the day.
I enjoyed the series. Unsure I want to spoil them by watching the television show...
When your world falls apart, cling to the familiar.
When your world falls apart, we head back to our comfort zone, which continues to shrink if we don't force the edges outward.
“In the world we came from, our existence was so easy. And so full of discontent because it was so easy. How do you find meaning when you’re one of seven billion? When food, clothing, everything you need is just one Walmart away? When we numb our minds to sleep on all manner of screens and HD entertainment, the meaning of life, of our existence and purpose, becomes lost.”