GREETINGS, true believers! Have we got an action-packed, astounding issue for you today! The best one yet- yes, even better than last time when we said the same thing! It’s the tale of a lone man from that dizzying center of the world, NEW YORK itself, who’s just arrived on the scene of a genre long thought dead! Wow! What head-spinning dark doings will guide this GRAPHIC GUIGNOL back from its gory grave?
Sometimes I stare out over the bay at the lights of houses on the other side, and looking at those little window-squares of brightness I wonder: How many of those houses have got murder mysteries happening inside of them?
It was late, and I was writing. My latest story didn't seem to be going anywhere- as usual, my beginning was strong, but I'd petered out early. Just what was I going to have happen next? Just then, a man came in through the door with a gun in his hand.
The guys and I were all sitting around just chatting when I invited them over to watch the game. There were nods and agreements all around, except Hank, who put up his palms, smiled, and said, "Sorry, can't."
I asked why, and he said, "I answered a meme, remember?"
"Oh right." said Tony. "The wizard." There were murmurs of recognition and remembrance from the others.
"Wait, the what?" I asked.
They looked at me. "Oh, right." said Tony. "You don't use facebook. You wouldn't have heard about this one."