blonde in a leather catsuit who thought she was a superhero, and a godsdamned attempted invasion by interdimensional hedonists." Dropping such offhand mentions is a good way to make the world of a novel series seem bigger, more lived-in, and generally more expansive, and I don't intend to flesh out every single one of them into a complete story... but I was interested in exploring what the Beast was like, so here we are. I stole the title from a line in Shakespeare, which is a long tradition among writers of all sorts. This story first appeared in an occult detective anthology called Those Who Fight Monsters , edited by Justin Gustainis and published by the good people at EDGE publishing in Canada. It's a fine anthology, and I urge you to seek it out.