Issue 20, Page 33
I try to keep these descriptions clear of real-world distraction but I released a new ambient album that I’d love you all to check out. It’s on Bandcamp!
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Transcript
1: Julia looks down. Her necklace has changed: the key is now bigger and bronze.
Rhoda (off-panel): We can’t survive without help from others…
2: She holds it in her hand and see that it has been transformed into the King family heirloom key.
Rhoda (off-panel): …but we can’t survive unless we will ourselves to do so too.
You have to free yourself.
3: Rhoda stands up. She’s losing definition, like she did in the hallway: leaving streaks and afterimages behind her.
Rhoda (off-panel): …Julia…
I’m not super sure what’s going to happen.
4: Rhoda looks over her shoulder for one last look at Julia, she is crying, scared for Julia, and herself.
Rhoda: Even if you get free, and I can’t guarantee you’ll…
Just… thank you, okay?
Julia (off-panel): Rhoda… wait, what-
5: Where Rhoda once stood wisps of brown remain, she has otherwise quickly vanished.
6: As Julia looks around, the background is getting darker as light fades, and the wood planks and beams of the pavilion are rotting and warping: peeling back from white bone and black tentacles.
7: The scene has mostly melted away into a mess of black tentacles. Julia is back in the dark, black-and-red pit of slimy, glistening worms: but her face is alight with thought, and she is still fully clothed, the bronze key hanging around her neck.
NOOOO! I know that this is a Lovecraftian horror, and things never end well for the protagonists in these stories, but you’ve done such a great job of making these characters so lovable… please don’t let anything too bad happen to them
“You’ll…
Be what you were?
See me again?
Do or worse-than-die time, Jules.