A greyscale comic strip with 4 panels Sarah, a woman: "So, Phil... does this mean you really do care after all?" Phil, her husband: "Yeah, well... of course I care! I've always cared about you and the kids..." Phil and Sarah embrace, while in the background, their daughter Phoebe, a teenage girl, walks into view Phil: "But I realize now it's not enough just to care... you have to actually *show* it." In the background, Phoebe sees her parents, and with a startled expression drops the glass she was holding with a "smash." Sarah, still embracing Phil, has a startled look on her face. In the background, Phoebe runs away out-of-panel. Sarah, still embracing Phil and now looking confused: "What the hell was that?"

A greyscale comic strip with 4 panels Deirdre, a young woman, is sitting on a bed. Phoebe, a teenage girl, is in the foreground, facing Deirdre with her back to the viewer. Deirdre: "Phoebe, did you break something? I heard a smash." Phoebe: "M-mom and... dad... they..." Deirdre is now in front of Phoebe, looking worried, while Phoebe is distraught. Deirdre: "Oh my god... Phoebe, slow down, what happened?" Phoebe: "They... ugh, Deirdre, they..." Deirdre: "They *what*? Is anyone hurt?" Phoebe: "No, they... they're *hugging*!" Deirdre has her eyes closed and hands clasped in front of her face as if in prayer, which Phoebe has a stunned expression. Deirdre: "The apocalypse is come." Phoebe: "It was so beautiful, and yet... so... *wrong*!"

A greyscale comic strip with 4 panels Phoebe is is happily greeting Ceilidh, another teenage girl, who is startled as Phoebe grabs her arms in excitement. Phoebe: "Ceilidh! My parents don't hate each other any more!!" Ceilidh: "Nyergh— cripes, Feebs, good morning to you too!" Phoebe similarly greets another girl, Alison, who recoils in anger. Phoebe: "Alison! My parents don't hate each other any more!" Alison: "*Gah*!! You know full well about my no-touching policy!" Now Phoebe greets another girl, Helène, who is walking away from her with a neutral expression. Phoebe: "Helène! My parents don't hate each other any more!" Helène: "Oh, um... I'm happy for you, Phoebe." Ceilidh is now standing behind Phoebe, looking in the direction of Helène while thinking hard. Phoebe looks in the same direction, dismayed. Ceilidh: "'Kay, does Helène seem a little 'off' to anyone else?" Phoebe: "Oh god, Deirdre was right! Raging hellfires *will* consume us all!"