The end that the rock told about is coming. I can feel in my bones. A feeling clawing at the back of my brain getting stronger everyday. I need to work harder. I have to push further. I have pulled apart people and creatures and turned them into weapons, but even my most successful experiment isn’t ready! It needs more field testing to… What am I gonna do? I’ve burned every bridge. I’ve pushed everyone away. The things, the things I’ve done to save this world are… I had to do them. No one else was strong enough to, but are not gonna win this fight and it was all that I had left. So what are we gonna do now? What am I gonna do?

This week the team prepare for their showdown with Stanton. Emotions run high as couples come together, plans are made and Tseer overhears a conversation.

Sometimes, the good fight is too much of a fight. No matter the cause, the struggle of doing what needs to be done weighs on some folks, and there ain't no shame in bowing out sometimes.

This week: Tessa and Ai visit someone very special, Seshmir has a meeting with his boss, Tseer and Corra go shopping for trucks, and Orran comes to a big decision.

I shouldn’t be talking to you. Hell, you probably won’t even open this message. It’s whatever. I feel like I need to at least try. I mean, you probably hate me, anyways, or you’re disappointed in me. I don’t know which one hurts more. I miss asking you for advice. I met a guy. I think you’d like him... or you would have. We’ve, uh, been spending a lot of time together. He’s great, but I don’t know about me. I can’t help but think of when you talked me out of that situation with Love. You told me what I needed to hear, not what I wanted. I think about how you always did that for me. I tried to do it for you, but maybe, I wasn’t loud enough to get over the voice, the one I put there. I miss you, Stanton. I’m gonna miss you. I’m sorry for a lot of things as of late, but I am especially sorry for not being strong enough to deal with that damn rock myself.

The week, the team has a very nice spaghetti dinner with all their guests, Corra and Otto review some ledgers, and Tseer and his new boyfriend go on a little adventure.

I couldn’t sleep through the night again. The same dream. I know it’s terrifying, but I hate how I can never remember details. The few notes I’ve made I don’t remember writing. Horrors I describe with words I don’t understand. Something breaking through. Something bringing it. Everytime I wake up I see that damn crystal, glowing and bathing me in red light. I can hear it whispering. Telling me I’m the only one strong enough to save the world. How it knew Wyatt wasn’t strong enough. It never told him what was coming. I hope it’s right. What I’ve done...No. It is right. We need something more if we are to survive this horror, and if I have to make horrors to save this world I will. No regrets. Regrets are for the weak.

This week Seshmir has brunch with a friend and gets caught up on current events. We learn what you do when on tour with The Dead, Orran has a crisis of faith and Tessa is just a normal high schooler fellow children.

How easy is it to repair cracks when they threaten the very foundation of the thing you've worked so hard to build? Is it worth it to fix things, or just let it all crumble away?

This week, well, there's drama. Tseer brings home someone who has recently grown very close to him, and the team expresses some serious concern. Also, Corra and Otto are the cutest drunks.

The hardest person you are ever going to have to forgive is yourself. It's so easy to play back in your mind all of the shouldas and the couldas, and so hard to see the here and now.

This week Seshmir has a nice chat with Jenkins. Tessa does a bit of amatuer wrestling, and Corra and Tseer have delightful brunch.

They tell me you are doing well. Your last testing exercise seems to have earned high marks. Some abnormalities though. I wonder where the, uh, blood drinking is coming from. COuld be some left over survival instinct maybe? Hard to tell, between all the things mixed inside of you and the conditioning. Oh well, your power seem to be developing well. Trigger word worked as expected. Good. We’ll need this for what coming. Wyatt said I was making monsters. He doesn't realize does he? What’s coming is beyond monstrous. And when it get here you, test subject zero, are going to help me fight it.

This week, two lovers return from a short vacation and the team gets a few visits from their bosses. Also, so cute cuddling, and Ornette Coleman shout out and Seshmire decides to get in better shape.

I needed something from this pair. Something more than just power and connection. I needed an insurance policy. To make sure that they held up their end of our bargain. I needed it form them both. I could see it, in they way they moved, how they looked at each other, there was a connection and having just one of them was not going to be enough to fulfill my goals. I needed the thing they were guarding the most. The thing that they were keeping from one another. That thing so precious that it had to be held at a distance and closed off from everyone. If this was going to work, I would need their hearts. Metaphorically of coarse.

Lost and with just each other, our two boys search for a way out, and maybe, just maybe, something in each other.

I was not terribly...impressed when these boys were brought before me. Two lost souls from the material plane. How could they aid me in healing my home, especially when one of them carried the blood of the invaders that brought this infection to my my door.How could these two motrals help me more than the agent I already had in their world. I mean, yes, they had been adrift in the feywild for who know how long before they found themselves in my presence, but there was something about them. Some sort of...bond. I knew, when I looked them, deep into them, that they would complicate matters.

A very unlikely pair are forced together and put in a situation where they must lean onto one another to survive. In such a harsh world, and with so much hurt between them, can they survive?

The easiest person in the the world to hate is yourself. Before you know it you fall down that hole of self doubt. Of Second guessing, and best you can do get you some people to pull you out.

Drama abounds as the gang settle down from their wild day. Seshmire, and Tessa have a fun meeting with a friend. Tseer and Otto hit the club. Orran tends to the guests and Corra and Otto have a heart to heart.