There’s a lot to unpack in Carol’s accounting of herself here, which I think we can take as completely genuine. She’s past lies in her current state. It probably goes without saying, especially in today’s America, that anyone who can […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
At least a few readers were confused by the last panel, so just to be clear: Shanna is not doing anything to Carol but staring her down. She’s just been verbally hammering at Carol’s swollen growth of guilt until it […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
One irony I like about this chapter is that the “fantasy” side, despite featuring a ghost, an interdimensional doorway, and a portentous dream about an existential threat to the universe, is fairly relaxed and low-key. Meanwhile, it’s the “reality” side, […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Oh, right, this part! Shanna now has Carol pegged pretty well. When this conversation began, she thought Carol might be totally cool with the murder, but Carol’s reaction in the last page nixed that theory. So Shanna now knows that Carol does […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Carol has developed another tell, crushing her coffee cup between panels 1 and 3 while she struggles to maintain some control of this conversation. (As the cover has revealed, that cup isn’t entirely empty and the coffee will start oozing […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
