[Dan and Frankie 02] • Dan and Frankie and the End of Everything

WARNING. APOCALYPSE IMMINENT. THIS IS NOT A DRILL.

It wasn't all over. Looking back now, that probably should have been obvious. But that's thing about denial--when wielded correctly, denial can be a powerful tool. It's what lets us keep on believing that that lump we found the other day is just a cyst, or that those stains on our husband's collar probably aren't lipstick. But I'm getting ahead of myself. First, let's introduce ourselves, shall we?

Hi, I'm Dan. You don't know me. I'm not famous or anything. Three months ago my best friend Frankie and I saved the world from being taken over by a rogue sect of alien, body-snatching jelly-slugs. There were ninjas and spy-stuff. We even met the president. It was kind of a whole thing.

After that, life pretty much returned to normal. I got myself another job, and nothing tried to force itself into my mouth and take over my brain.

We thought it was all over, that it was finished.

We really should have known better.