So many tantalizing possibilities.

I really hope we're going to learn why Heather hasn't been more insistent about the map.

The fox is just a fox. The maid outfit, however, is possessed by the ghosts of English aristocracy past, and causing Praem to hear the horns and hounds and feel the rising bloodlust whenever she looks at a fox.

"I Need To Rescue My Sister From Hell, But I Can't Stop Getting Distracted By All These Hotties!"

Still want to know where she got the suit. And how I somehow imagined it before it existed, for that matter.

In my mind this is the house that every titled English nobleman either lives in or is desperately trying to avoid moving back into while still being too proud to sell.

Maybe genre, in its entirety, as a concept, is actually just...bad?

Alexander’s means antagonized all his neighbours, and the ends were them ganging up and rendering his sacrifices for naught.

This isn't just an encrustation of living material. It's descending passed the epidermis and into the living skin tissue of another planet-creature.

No way in hell did New Sun create all of this, Lozzie or no Lozzie.

What we're looking at is the product of an ongoing war between wizards and behaviour-modifying parasites.

This episode led me back into a question I've asked a few times previously: why does magic make you a monster, in this setting? Why are magicians all so insistent on competing, when it seems like cooperating gives them much more to gain?

I hope this is it. That would be perfect.

Confirmation that Lozzie is a prisoner, perhaps even a prisoner in her own body. And also, more distressingly, that Evelyn and her pile of occult treasures are no longer the main target after Heather's display of dimension-warping power at the end of arc 2. Heather herself is the greater prize now.

Now in the company of some conveniently attractive local occultists, Heather is on a mission to rescue her long lost sister from the lair of a reality-warping god monster, using that monster's own power and hoping it doesn't damn her. Also she's fighting local baddies, making friends with From Beyond fauna, and being a queer harem protagonist, just to keep things from getting too dark.

It invites the reader to laugh along with it at the absurd circumstances and contrived plot points, but it treats the characters placed in those scenarios with near-unfailing respect. That is what transforms and elevates Katalepsis into something better than it would otherwise have any right to be.

The Way of the Stacy.

Heather's erotic lust for inanimate objects continues to develop.

“Ghoul-limbed apes.”

With the amount of supernatural shit that apparently exists in this town, isn't it likely that someone already owns the police?

Heh, well, it might be that the person who owns the Sharrowford police is Evelyn. In which case it's a moot point.~