My life had been so full of surprises, there were times I just couldn't seem to be shocked any longer. What with all the death, destruction, mayhem, attempts on my life, crazy circumstances and general unsettled chaos that revolved around me, Petunia's and the annex and, in general, the cozy little town that looked so sweet on the outside and seethed with such darkness on the inside... but I digress.
It wasn't that being shocked was the goal or anything. To the contrary, though a bit of excitement now and then wasn't a bad thing. But I considered myself rather jaded, to be honest, and anything of a startling nature felt rather humdrum when compared to stumbling over what amounted to more than the required number for a baseball team of corpses over the last three years.