Joyce and Walky!

These past few strips, todays, and tomorrow’s… I drew them all in one night.  I stayed up until the wee hours of the morning, and I cranked out an entire week’s worth of comics.  And this strip… it was not a great headspace.  It was definitely not a great place to put my brain.  I sat and hashed out with myself…. “What would I be thinking if I assumed I was going to die in a few seconds?”  And out came this terrible, terrible monologue Dina has with herself, in the chamber, alone.  Waiting to die.

It’s a color strip.  On a Friday.

A bad sign to be sure, but there’s that final, hopeful panel, the RRUNK!.