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...well, congratulations, world. You're finally crazier than good-old-Riverdale.

Can anyone see this?

Hey, kids.

Daddy's home.

Things have been too quiet lately. Something bad is going to happen, right?

We were gonna go home.

This isn't home.

This place is filled with amazing surprises around every corner.

You definitely should not click this

Okay, I know this place is like someone opened the damn cube, but I have to say this. It has been bothering me for days. How is that PSL is still a thing even in the Hellraiser dimension? Not just PSL, I literally saw pumpkin spice cat litter at the store.

Why?

What for?

The cat doesn't care if their litter box smells like a basic bitch's car freshener. And, yes, I know I've mentioned pumpkin spice before, but we've gone too far! In the words of my man Dr. Ian Malcolm; Your scientists were so preoccupied with whether they could, they didn't stop to think if they should.

What I need in my life is a coffee shop that delivers. There is something about coffee shop coffee versus this weird Krueig coffee.

Shadowhunters
I am going to be home late, amigos. Work is busier than normal. I left sandwiches in the fridge and I better not find them in the garbage when I get home.

So imagine my surprise when I hear barking outside my door this morning. And it's not even my birthday.

I guess they took my need for Backup seriously.

Strange creepy future place and angels are behind it? If only I could call for Backup!

What do you know about self-defense?

Kidnapping is illegal. Hello. I'm calling my attorney right now.

How strange. I do not recall travelling to Los Angeles.

My name is Lieutenant Commander Steve McGarrett and I demand to speak to my captors.

What is going on? Whoever is responsible for this will regret taking me. Angels? Really?

Magnus? Izzy?

Can someone explain what is going on?

I don't think we're in Kansas anymore, Toto.

I've kind of waited my whole life to say that.

But seriously, what the hell is going on?