So we know he targets people with trauma. Guilt. Hidden pain. taps a circled location on the map Which, congratulations, in this town, is basically everyone.

We need a system. A watch schedule. Someone needs to be with Max at all times. he glances at Max, who’s sitting stiffly on the couch, staring at her shoes

I’m fine.

I can take nights. My mom thinks I’m at team practice.

Jonathan and I can cover after school. He’s getting film from… she trails off, adjusting her sweater

The cavalry has arrived! he’s carrying a cardboard box labeled ‘D&D – DO NOT TOUCH’ Brought the goodies. For morale. And possible interdimensional warfare. Mostly morale.

following behind, running a hand through his hair Yeah, we stopped for snacks. he drops a plastic bag onto the pool table, not looking at anyone in particular

So. What’s the new disaster?