"You know, at first I wasn’t on board with this whole ordeal. I mean, we all know how these sorts of elaborate citywide takeovers usually end, over and over again. But once he described what he had in mind for my part, and once I was outside? Well, honestly I felt like... celebrating!"
Julian Day looks out at the sea of parishioners he’s handcuffed to tables with a thin smile and idly spins a bingo cage with his gun’s muzzle. "It’s funny. I never gave much thought to just how many saints there are. There really is something to celebrate every day!" He cocks the pistol...
Calendar Man believes that to everything, there is a season.