Haunted

What do you do when the past refuses to stay dead and buried?

Six months have passed since the explosion at Platinum Industries. For the first time in our lives, Bandit and I knew what it felt like to be with a loving family, and it was a lot like getting to eat a main and dessert every day, for every meal (and having starved on the streets for so long, everyone knows how much I like my food). Things were going great and we were about to celebrate some joyful news when the inexplicable happ...