She kissed him goodbye knowing he wouldn't remember her by tomorrow. We will get to that part later. Fine, I gasp, exasperated. I do love my mother—deeply, truly—but she can be unbearably overbearing at times. It’s like living with a steamroller made of lace and unsolicited advice. She means well, I think, but she’s got her own... methods. Tonight, for example, she served eggs, bacon, and waffles for dinner. Not brunch. Not breakfast-for-dinner-as-a-fun-change. Just... dinner. And you know what? That’s our favorite. Mine, hers, and even Joseph's—back when he had the ability to chew.

Constance knew their time together was limited. But goodbyes proved harder than she thought.

Laura reflects on various guests at her wedding, being the only one who lived to see the end.

Asami is a cold blooded murderer who didn't know another path in life, but after an unexpected meeting afetr an assignment, she´ll find the courage to elope from that life of violence.

Frightened and alone in the woods, Leslie has no memory of how she got there. Until sinister recollections of her sadistic ex come flooding back to her, with the added realization that she has done something horrible to stop him once and for all.

The drums of war echo throughout the land. Unlikely allies unite once more for the sake of their own interpretations of God. Another Santificación has been called.

A flash of white paper near his feet draws attention downwards. Picking up the odd note he opens it and reads, Frank, meet me down the south alley behind The Last Round, there has been another, Arthur.

Fully 9 feet tall, the bipedal humanoid was grotesque, its blue mottled flesh covered head to toe in a strange carapace armour, 4 huge bulging arms wielding a baroque weapon that spat blue death at the soldiers outside the wall.