Halloween tragedy: the end of Canister?!

When we awoke from the daze of last night's Halloween carousing, we were met with a most grizzly sight. The sounds we'd heard in the wee hours of the night, the screams we'd written off as playful role play of children or radio hosts, had not been as innocent as we'd deceived ourselves into believing. The carnage was more than William could bear. He is sedated now. The shock was so intense, I'm uncertain he will ever be the same. And as for Canister, as world conquering megalomaniacs go, he was one of the more endearing. His monologues will be missed.

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