[Eddie's not much for praying. Not really, not ever. It's always felt wrong. But, well...the Fourth God has been good to him so far, and right now, he needs all the help he can get. He presses his face into the television screen in his living room, feeling cold glass and a crackle of leftover static, and prays aloud:]

I...My wife is gone. Vanished. I just...I don't know what to do with myself, Elias, I only just got her back and felt like things were falling into place and now I'm just. Here in this house by myself. And I don't know...what I'm supposed to do.

I know you can't bring her back. I know people disappear all the time. I just need to know what the fuck to do with myself, because having her here for two months and then taking her away is crueler than...than never having her here at all.

Just...please. Tell me what I should do. So I don't lose my fuckin' mind.