The midpoint between ET and Heathers that I never knew I needed. Three kids called Sam*, late for school, find something strange in the woods, and spend the ensuing day able to read each other's thoughts. Which seem surprisingly chaste for teenagers, but all the same, if there's one thing few of us would like, and typically tangled Spurrier characters are going to like even less, it's having random acquaintances in your head. So they go back after school, looking for a solution, and instead find the local bad kid about to make an even poorer choice than usual, after which the odd item reveals itself as an alien. From which point, events take on their own terrible momentum. The school's queen bee is a performatively religious, wannabe celebrity who always teeters just on the edge of caricature but is probably ghastly enough to be 100% plausible; soon she's pretending to care about the missing shithead, talking about what a terrible hole he's left in everyone's lives even though she had no more time for him than anyone else, and rightly so. But our leads, while possibly more relatable to Alienated's readership, are no paragons either; the would-be revolutionary YouTuber, the class joker, and the kid who just wants out as quickly and quietly as possible, are all high on their own brands of bullshit too. And is the alien starting to get bigger? Certainly it's getting more dangerous, but what do you expect once it's been thrown into contact with humanity, "Like a slap. Like falling forever. Bitter and broken and needy." It's not the first time Spurrier has poked at the way those who decry entitlement the most are often just as gripped by it, or how an awful lot of revolutionaries seem more excited about the broken eggs than the omelette, but he does it so well. The art is from Chris Wildgoose, and a lot livelier than I'd have expected from his work on the eerie Porcelain; it does the high school black comedy and the extraterrestrial weird shit equal justice. Also, it proves what idiots modern DC are that they don't revive Chase just to put him on the book.
*This is less confusing than it sounds, since each abbreviates it from something different, and I'm not just saying that because I have experience in the field gained from marrying another Alex.