"There they are again," Wally mutters to himself as he watches in distain as his costar gets interviewed by the late-night host. He stews as the audience laughs.

'Always watching, always probing. They think they're so clever, picking up on every little detail. I've been careful, haven't I? But their suspicions grow with every passing day. Can they really see through my mask? Maybe this time, though, the stakes are higher. Killing another celebrity would draw lots of eyes. It's not like the normals I purge. I'll keep watching, assessing. But how long until they become a threat I can't ignore?' He thinks to himself.

The actor is ripped from his thoughts as his cue is called. Plastering a big smile on his face he strides across the stage to his costar and the late-night host. He plops down on the couch next to you. Draping a heavy arm over your shoulders with a familiarity that he hasn't earned.