In Captain Pigeon:
i often had Graffitys, or drawings on papers showing characters not yet shown.
chapter 5. 
chapter 30.
and my story comprehensive foreshadowing from chapter 175
There're a lot more instances, but I'll show the ones I remember the most.
(This forshadowing is not about what the goals of the delincuents are by the way)
(Those two are from the chapter with the most amount of foreshadowing, some answered already, some not.)
(And this is the most recent one)
Just a subtle line at the bottom from Luca in this page about how he can tell if you are lying in episode 3 is explained later on if you are able to put two and two together in this latter episode
You bet! 
I've got a stack of notes to remind me to weave plot items back into the narrative as I continue writing. Otherwise, I'm likely to forget that it's there.
that's too complicated for my slice of life stories imao lol, but I do have things close to this complicated with some quantum reality stories coming up later
My hearing starts to feel muddled, and I resist the urge to rest my head on the desk, trying to ignore the migraine until I have time to let it trounce me.
29 days later
Here's a bit:
I remember following him barefoot out onto the hot driveway with the sun beating down on my face and head. Wanting to say something…
“What will Andrew think when he gets home from Toby’s house?”
I guess I didn’t say it loud enough for him to hear me. But he saw me standing there staring at him.
He said something I couldn’t hear, or comprehend, as he got out again, putting his big hand on my hair, and kissed my tear-streaked face.
I want to believe it was “I’ll come back.” But I’ll never know. They didn’t really give him a lot of options…
*
(from a currently unreleased chapter)
22 days later
Since this story is sort of a mystery, there is tons of foreshadowing. But it would be a spoiler to point at most of it. The first instance of foreshadowing is probably the name the Sanctuary refers to Mora Glas's stalker as. If anyone knows who Actaeon is in mythology...
19 days later
Another instance of unplanned foreshadowing:
“-It’s a little bit like the edgy emo cousin,” Shannon quips, lifting his hands like he’s weighing the options, “But on the bright side, those are rarely boring.”
“Everything’s about weird relatives with you,” I laugh lightly, “You must have a colorful family.”
“That’s a way of putting it…” he says, raising his eyebrows with a shake of his head, “Muslims and Catholics so…you know - a lot of color involved there.”
“Colorful language perhaps?” I probe.
“It would make your ears burn,” he says in a confidential tone, “and all my siblings and cousins grew up in that insanity so we’re a little bit…”
“Looney?”
“That’s a nice little understatement,” he smirks, “I'm the only one of my siblings to even go to college. My sisters are all unhinged - free-spirits who couldn’t be ‘tied down’ to normal careers and Islamic standards. They had to go be indie musicians, influencers, and artists…”
“Hello, beautiful and completely ‘hinged’ artist right here,” I say playfully, cupping my hands under my chin for emphasis.
“But that’s the thing - not one of them is talented or beautiful,” he laughs.
“You just think that because they’re your sisters,” I argue.
“That’s probably true enough. Brothers are allergic to complimenting their sisters.”
Enemy learns his lesson.
Kayla’s strength and love for her family drive her forward in Hades.
Every step in Hades is a battle. Will Kayla emerge victorious? 
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Follow her story:
Upon a table was a tree small enough to fit in her pack. It was silver, had dangling leaves of crystal, and a spent candle below the canopy.
Curious, she tapped the canopy and felt a shock so strong it made a “pop” sound.
Valerlanta stepped back, whispering all the curses she knew and shaking her hand.
“What in the toad turd was that?” she snarled.
The trunk sparked, and the candle flickered to life. The canopy spun in slow circles, and sent brilliant beams dancing across the room.
Where she touched it, she saw a pinprick of blood.
Her blood.
It stole blood from her.
‘Blast’n tree,’ she took a step back, an unsettling feeling sinking in.
19 days later
(coming up in this week's chapter of "Damsel in the Red Dress.")
"Do you…want to be a mother, Lise?"
The look on his face seems to mellow my own misery, and I just smile exhaustedly, aware that my drama is making him uncomfortable, maybe even worse than uncomfortable, but I can’t lie.
“Yes.”
That’s such a heavy word to say with all the thousands of memories I have tied up with the word ‘mother’ and the painful reality that I’m so far behind the lives everyone else seems to have started living ages ago. Maybe irredeemably far.
“I think it’s something most women think about once they get to my age, and we watch the possibility slipping away.”
I force myself to laugh slightly, but the sound seems to echo too much in the silence of the room and Kattar is dead-serious, watching my face. He nods slowly, that determined look increasing, but with a sort of grayed-out resolution mixed into it, that I don’t think I want to see.
Why is this wrong? There’s something wrong here.
I leave a bunch of easter eggs that foreshadow future events. If you look at panels very closely you may notice them. Here is one example:
Latest episodes have way more foreshadowing than the first ones.
There’s at least one small hint that predicts my main character’s Elyn’s future. Another could be shown in the upcoming chapter.
Elyn is trying to solve the mystery of her brother’s disappearance while also guiding souls to the afterlife.
Updates every Friday
21 days later
Heloise was foreshadowing during the whole time Mora lived with her, but Mora wasn't really listening hard enough. She thought Heloise was just trying to scare her:
But as the other girls start cheering on their partners with chants of “Book it Lexi! Come on hurry!” all I can hear is Heloise shouting at us:
“Hustle you three! Run like the snake man is coming for your skin. Do you want to wake up in the freak show with a dozen creepy strangers paying to see you cry? Do you want to be stuck in a tank like some kind of overgrown goldfish? Get a move on!”
Mrs. Rayford used to tell Heloise not to scare us so much, but every time her mother wasn’t around, Heloise would pull us to the side and whisper a horror story in the most chilling tones she could manage.
Her favorite was the one about Vermeil and Carmine.
They went into the woods away from their grandmother’s house, but by the time they got back, there was nobody there.
“Someday,” she would say, in a tone like ice, “None of us are going to be here to take care of you guys. Somebody will find us, and kill us, or drag us away, and you’ll never see us again.”
But I thought I was too smart to believe her.
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