*When Gideon Prewett died, so did the rug, but it took another few moments of frantic struggling for Evan to realize as much. By the time he bounces back to his feet, dagger in one hand and wand in the other, Fabian's been executed as well. He deflates a little when he realizes that, but he puffs right back up when he remembers that his purpose here isn't just to kill them. There's no small measure of giddiness in his voice as he moves forward to the corpses, looking both over, and finally choosing Gideon.*

--Oh, not just done yet, we're going to send a message.

*One curse, and the leg comes off at the hip in another torrent of blood.*

What should it say, do you think? "Bon Voyage, Alice?"