Halloween 1996

It's hard to believe that anything could have been worse than Halloween, 1995, but the next year actually managed it.  Not long before, the Canmores, a pair of brothers and a sister obsessed with killing Demona (and none to fond of us either, by association) had destroyed the our Clock Tower home.  Worse, our flight from there had been caught on film, revealing the existence of Gargoyles in New York City in such a large scale way that there would be no more denying it.  Much speculation was--and still is truthfully--being made over why one of the Gargoyles was dressed like a human, though thankfully there were no clear shots of my face.  Gargoyle or not, there's enough about me that still looks like I did that someone who'd known me could possibly recognize me.

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