Rabies and germs, Summer 2020 was a different time period. Someday, a couple years from now, I’d imagine, we’ll don an old pair of pants, feel into our pocket and find a small paper / cloth mask and reflect. After that, we’ll put on our gas masks, get in our makeshift vehicles, strapped with bloodbags, and start settings on fire.
The year also brought us Readers Digested, which was, essentially, what became the Nightmare Shift. In commemoration of our brilliant pun and the time we spent finding ourselves, our story distribution will maintain the branding with the same “cat that ate the canary” satisfaction for itself. Huzzah!
