Saturday waves a hand, somewhat dismissively. "Well, sure, there's always a baby somewhere in the bathwater. Just means you gotta sieve it out before you toss.

She shakes her head. "I - there's a kind of monster where I'm from that can do that to people. Like an astral bug, bites you about here," she touches the back of her neck, "takes control. Never happened to me, but I've helped free people it's happened to. Awful damn things."