LET'S START WITH A QUICK QUESTION - WHO HERE THINKS THE EMPIRE NEVER ENDED?

WORSE AND WORSE: AN OCEAN OF BLOOD THAT WENT DOWN FOREVER.

I FOUND OUT THAT THE CAPACITY FOR HAPPINESS WAS FINITE, WHILE THE CAPACITY FOR MISERY WAS INFINITE. AND THAT WAITING IN THE BOTTOMLESS PIT OF INFINITY WAS THE UNSPEAKABLE POLICEMAN KNOWN AS "GOD".

I'M GOING TO DREAM ABOUT CLIMBING THROUGH YOUR WINDOW AND WRAPPING MY HANDS AROUND YOUR NECK. IT'S A SPECIAL DREAM I HAVE ABOUT PEOPLE I DESPISE. SOMETIMES, I'M NOT EVEN SURE IF IT'S REALLY A DREAM.

IN HER VAST NEST OF WOOD AND CORPSES THE KILLER IS HATCHING THE WORLD THAT IS TO COME. ONCE WE'RE INSIDE, KILL ANYTHING THAT MOVES.