Oh, that sound's like fun. Here's mine
First paragraph (Prolog - If only):
If only someone had told me, how desperate death’s scent reeks. Maybe I could have warned the others then, that the danger was too severe. I wish I could blame myself, I’d love to claim there was this ominous feeling that forbade disaster, and we had simply ignored it. That way, at least there ever was a chance for things to turn out differently. But there never was, was there?
Last paragraph on the released chapters so far (Another rift appears):
His fingers tipped on the steering wheel in time to match the lyrics the radio shouted at us. I laughed at him as we got into the car and set out, while ‘Wrong side of heaven’ from ‘Five Finger Death Punch’ accompanied us like a secret hymn.