He still has nightmares resulting from the treatment he received from his captors.

Once a biological consciousness is copied into a cyberconsciousness, the possibilities for longevity skyrocket.

Ever since that bone-chilling post-Super Bowl two-parter […] Reid just can't say no to drugs.

Now is the winter of our diſcontent, Made glorious ſummer by this ſonne of Yorke: And all the cloudes that lowrd vpon our houſe, In the deepe boſome of the Ocean buried.