Holy shit, dear reader…every single one of the red lights on Uncle Jayson’s Threat Assessment Dingus Machine are strobing so fast they’re triggering epileptic conniptions amongst the more sensitive staff members.  And this whole dark deal is causing me to lose sleep and have weird dreams.

The Bad Things are coming, it’s just a matter of when.  The Horsemen are mounting up, and soon they will ride.  It could be this week, it might wait until the dead of winter…hell, it could be tonight around dinner time.  I have no idea.  But I do know this: when It starts, I’ll be ready.  And you’d better be too, dear reader.

N.P.: “Enter Sandman The Doors Style” – Denis Pauna