He stopped in front of the mantel, where a framed photo of him and Carmen on their nineth anniversary stood. Placing the wedding photo next to it, he stared at the two images – the beginning and what he'd thought would be the middle of their life together, not knowing it was nearly the end.
"I don't know if I can trust Nebula," he said softly, "but she's the only link I have to this new world. The only one who might be able to help me understand what I've become, and how to use it to get justice for you."
George's reflection in the glass of the frame caught his eye. The determination he saw there was tinged with something darker, something that both thrilled and terrified him.
"I'll use her knowledge, her guidance," he continued, his voice growing stronger. "I'll learn everything I can about this supernatural world. And then, when I'm ready, I'll find that witch and make her pay for destroying our life."