"Violet, I made it!" He shouts, lungs filling with air as he grabs a stray branch from a nearby tree, pulling himself up, his other hand reaching out and quickly grabbing the edge of the rock, he hoists himself up, laying on the flat rock. Laughing happily to himself, " 'Come' I say, 'Come' " He mutters these words to himself, he made it to the other world, where life is a little more fair. Cutting out all the bad, and leaving the good so there is only good all around him.
That is what Violet thinks to herself as she floats, weightless in The Blue Hole because people like Theodore Finch don't die, he's wandering in the other world.










