Same goes for DC Comics. Hallowe'en never happened. Stryx, Soul, Nightbird. Or I'll set the Smurfs on you. Dad's off in Berlin for the weekend, seeing a mate about an artifact.
Money's next to the urn for pizza and that.
I take the opportunity of having the house to myself to try some minor stuff. Concentrate on the wisp of smoke rising from the incense cone. Just started messing with the smoke when there's a voice behind me. Please don't tell a soul. Dad'd kill me.