Serial Killer in Training?

I'm not sure what Eryn's up to with all the modeling clay upstairs, but it looks disturbingly like some collection you'd see in an episode of Dexter.  Trophy fingers.

Little brother?

I walk past this picture at least twice a day on the fourth floor at work. The first few times, I had to stop because out of the corner of my eye it looked like my brother was walking past a creepy picture of Dexter.  This would be a very large version of my brother, but I think it still looks like him.  Looks a little like me when I was 285 and had glasses, if you topped the then me off with the current me's hair.