Day two of Circlecon opens with a surprise guest panelist.

The greatest circle-drawers in the West awaken to a full complimentary breakfast…and an unexpected face at the skillet.

A quick decision turns a bull-killing into a circle-scribing expedition, and the local Creatures of Uncertain Pronunciation take great offense.

The crew + 2 head for the sight of a foul ritual. What devilry lies inside a bull’s circle, and how can they keep it from fouling all of Tombstone?

As night falls over Tombstone once more, a new trouble catches the eye of the Consortium.

What do you do when your friends and family might be a flesh-eating, potato-crazed shapeshifter? Wet handshakes, squirty clown flowers, and weather control machines.

With dastardly shapechangers lurking ‘mongst the folk of Tombstone, the brightest minds of the church and Consortium band together to figure out how best to go squirting holy water into everyone’s face.

Victor Langstrom’s company picnic arrives at last. Within the palisades of the Tombstone Fortress, folks gather for a spot of hope amid the dark and fear…and others prepare a dark plot.

There ain’t nothin’ in this world science can’t un-muddle. Eventually.

The trap is set, and the patchwork folk come out to play; these piecemeal predators aren’t content with the simple shamble of the common dead, and it’s a dead-sprint mayhem in the streets!