“Well, Esk, ya’ see, we got this thing called a catechism ya’ hafta’ go through in order ta’ become a proper member a’ the church..."

Esk jumped at the thought waves being broadcasted by the collective consciousness. Slithering out of the glucose bath...

The Reverend and Severius woke in the same state they had fallen asleep in. Their fistfight had been exhausting for both.

Not finding Sam at the cabin, Esk looked in the next logical place for him—the diner. Julian snatched Esk out of the way of the window....

As Esk translated himself to the moon, he felt a familiar tug at his neural connections. His thoughts were not his own. The Eskerektul Council! The collective consciousness had returned! Esk could not control his excitement at having the Council back until he remembered why he was in such a rush to get to the ...

With the Reverend Bandersnatch and Lod locked up tight in their respective chambers, Esk decided to visit Sam, whom he had not seen in several days. He approached the cabin door and walked in.

The sheriff questioned Lawrence Pritchard at length about the events that transpired between himself and Reverend Bandersnatch, as well as his relationship history with Jean Bandersnatch. As he was being asked question after question, Deacon Pritchard realized the nature of his wrongdoings, and that he would be angry enough to shoot at his wife’s lover ...

Esk returned to Sam’s cabin home, still upset. Sam, concerned, sat down in his recliner to join him. Esk stared at the ashes in the fireplace. “Esk, I know ya’ been havin’ a hard time lately,” Sam said. “That is what you call an understatement,” Esk mumbled. “Bein’ an angel must be hard, huh?” “Yes. ...

Dr. Severius was just waking from the deepest sleep experienced since his residency days when Esk showed up. Esk seemed troubled. “When are you going to let me go? What are you going to do to me here? And where is ‘here’?” Severius asked. “You know where we are, Lod. Do not try to trick ...

“Please, at least let me have my clothes, Esk. Please, I promise I won’t try to escape again. Just let me have my clothes,” Dr. Severius pleaded. “If you attempt to run again, I will be angry, Lod. I do not get angry often, but it does happen from time to time. I am not ...