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HAPPY HALLOWEEN, my ravenous readers!

At last, we arrive at the final feast of this five-issue banquet of terror. Monsters in My Head parts one and two are now properly embalmed and shelved, bookending three delicious tales of horror, hubris, and hunger. The ghouls in the art department have been released from their desks—some with their fingers still attached—and, for those of you concerned about workplace cruelty, rest assured they’ve each been rewarded with a nice, plump leg of man to gnaw upon.

This season has been a labor of obsession, a grand experiment in vintage decomposition. The moral? Good horror—like good meat—takes time to age. We at Consumption Comics thank all you discriminating diners of the dreadful for hanging on through every grisly course, especially when the noose grew tight and the air got thin.

What’s next on the menu? Season Three simmers even now in the back room. You’ve seen the art grow ever more delectable (no small feat when one’s drawing hand is half embalmed), and the stories? Let’s just say if you thought Season Two jumped the tracks, Season Three lights the dynamite under the bridge.

Keep your forks ready, connoisseurs. The Season Three cover will soon emerge from the oven—followed by the first twisted tale of 2026.

— Your ever-hungry host,
Jonah Hollow
“Mind what you consume… and what consumes you!"