Chapter 3Now, Faustus, must thou needs be damned?
And canst thou not be saved?
—Christopher Marlowe
Alan was not a crazy person. He had his faults, and sometimes, he was unable to properly predict the consequences of his actions, but he wasn’t crazy. Simon felt quite confident about that. He had never suffered from delusions while they were working together, even though some sort of insanity would have been a logical reaction to the stress they had been under. He never behaved erratically. He was not unstable. He had his demons—they both did, of course. But there was never anything there to make Simon think that Alan was at risk of going completely over the edge.
Now, he wasn’t so sure. He had no doubt that Alan had been utterly sincere in his declaration. He thought himself stuck in G
