The Horsemen are here, and I’ve wanted to write War’s little trick – one of several he might have up his sleeve – for days.
I hate to overexplain, but: nobody’s gone anywhere, War’s merely brought war to them – this corner of Chicago’s just become every occupation photo you’ve ever seen.
A homey place for death, disease, hunger and strife, but will it help the Horsemen do more than catch a breath?
And Blake and Simon, I figure, are around the corner – it’s time everyone was en scene together, no?

Not yet, no. I think Blake and Simon are a tad too smart to go running headlong into this… for them, the real prep time has just begun.

Highly enjoyable.