A Few Days Earlier Button sat on a branch in a tree, pine needles poking into her face, and peered down at her mistress, Rose, sitting directly below her. She admired the swell of her bosom in the light, strappy dress she wore. Quietly, she reached out and plucked a pinecone from the bunch…

The Devil’s Food Crate Matt pulled his coat tight around himself as he stumbled through the snowstorm — Goddamn wechuge. He tried to ignore the scent that was so strong now — it burned into his skull, and he thought he could smell it on his clothes. He paused outside The Devil’s Food Crate…

The Debriefing Button hurried through the forest, all the while Rose was raging in her head — another reason Button hated Rose being in there. How dare he? How fucking dare he? He has no right! I will make him pay! I’ll tear him limb from limb! “Ma’am, please calm…