“Tell me Mr. Holmes, what can you tell me about myself? Or better yet, can you tell me how I appeared in John’s bedroom without walking past you in the sitting room first?”

It's 2006, but just barely. Overall, 2005 was a relatively shit year, but this one is looking even worse. It's also looking like Dean's last.

The Wraith. Had been in Eliot's fucking house.

Masks, and the people who wear them.

Jack performs field surgery on a vampire.

Hayley and Uncle Pat catch up. Happy holidays.

Everything old is new again. The ghost of Dale Cooper reaches out.

Castiza contemplates the skull of Gloriana.

Mina is but mortal woman. It takes more than time to put the events of the dark October behind her.

Gentrification is the consumption of the working class.