Kill?

That looks like an overhead picture or diagram of a dam. I wonder if Mary’s planing to destroy it. Today’s mouse-over text is “Everyone needs a place where they can relax and be themselves.” What’s actually odd about today’s comic is the door in the secret room behind Alison is closed, as if it too is insubstantial and she just walked through it like the linen closet. (Random thoughts when awake too early.)

How come murder rooms are always so poorly-lit and maintained? Get some floral wall-paper, maybe a nice light-fixture, glue some cute buttons to the backs of the tacks on your target-board… plotting other people’s deaths is so much nicer in a homey environment.

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Wouldn’t that be a kick in the head.

It could be worse; she could be growing pot on the side. Now THAT stuff will rack up an electric bill!

This isn’t feminism; a little while ago I would of call it sadism but think we’re little past that now.

Yes, because the door Alison just apparently walked through is closed.

You say ‘tomato tomahto,’ I say ‘tomato tomato.’ Let’s call the whole thing off.

So Mary has become an illusionist? Maybe her powers are expanding as well

Well… Alison’s in much deeper trouble than I suspected. Not in “she won’t be able to catch her” or “she won’t be able to prove anything,” but in actual, literal trouble.

Mary can generate multiple illusions, which can be independently static. In addition, she can at least create illusions active enough to allow herself to be invisible. She might even be able to do more. This has catapulted her to being one of the worst possible villains for Alison to face.

The upshot of this is: if Mary actually catches Alison, Alison’s likely to be the one begging for mercy before it’s all over. Consider:

– Alison finds Mary, goes to punch her just hard enough to knock her out… and finds herself punching a toddler on a ledge that Mary put in place deliberately.

– Alison engages Mary, and is suddenly confronted by “hallucinations” of several of the nasty superhero-related events from her past… along with all manner of soul-wrenching visual horrors that we choose to never think about, but which we know occur daily, somewhere.

– Massive sensory assault (sight, noise, smell, etc.) where everything being experienced is beyond the threshold of pain.

– Alison walks out the door of the closet, and the entire world goes blinding white. Forever.

Things have gotten even more interesting, but in a very bad way.