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CHAPTER 11 - PAGE 7

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Layers of candy color streaked past them as they tore through the spirit world at top speed. The colors began to darken and fade, like frosting on a rotting cake. The atmosphere became dense, stifling, the smell of stale old paper and wet concrete hung in the air. The palm trees grew withered and skeletal, and the sky became a flat sheet of grey. Crumbling buildings rose out of the craggy hillsides, listing and half collapsed. Claude rolled to a stop in front of a particularly ravaged husk of a skyscraper. Fog swept around them, as they gathered their senses, and their nerve.

In which bright-eyes turns around.

      Clyde slept, gently swaying in his dirt filled hammock. The two intruders took turns peeking in, and whispering as quietly as they could manage. Thierry chewed his lip, and Allison crouched on her haunches, ready to spring.
      "Look at that!" she pointed, "Sleeping in dirt like me!"
      "Well that confirms a suspicion. ... Wish we knew his weakness."
      "He'll be weak to my boot!"
      "It's our best bet."

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    February 12th, 2015
     By:  Kelly

Hi guys, sorry I've been so slooowww lately, I don't even know why this one took so long. It was just like, whoa, it's already next week. Time man, it's weird. Hope you are all doing well, and are ready to eat some discount chocolate soon. By the way look out for a (probably slightly late as ever sigh) Valentine's prize soon to come! <3

       TRANSCRIPT: This is the text of the comic, for purposes such as translation and internet searches.

1.)

(Thierry and Allison roll up to a dilapidated skyscraper in a cold dismal corner of the spirit world. Claude is still in motorcycle form.)

2.)

(They look upon the building with apprehension somewhat muted by daysickness.)

THIERRY: This is it?

3.)

(The exterior at the ground floor has a rather fancy façade. The heroes are silhouetted against it.)

ALLISON: Hot damn, it’s on.

4.)

(Allison regards Claude and Claude regards Thierry with his big motorcycle peepers.)

ALLISON : Thanks buddy.

THIERRY: Now make yourself useful!

5.)

  (Allison's shades dangle from her top and Thierry's are up on his forehead. Allison clutches
Claude, who has returned to tiny form, with eyes glowing for use as a flashlight.
The interior
       is all falling to pieces with layers of cracked and peeled wallpaper.)

ALLISON: This looks healthy.

6.)

(Thierry appraises the situation seriously, Allison rolls her eyes.)

ALLISON: It really doesn’t look healthy.

THIERRY: No shit.

7.)

(They've reached an area of the ruin with tile walls, and Claude now sits on Allison's shoulder. He looks back.)

ALLISON: Why hang out here? He just really had to play up that evil clown thing huh.

THIERRY: Yeah it's a bit much.

8.)

(Now Allison and Thierry can sense it as well - a sound from behind them in the hall.)

9.)

(Malformed grey slimy monsters look miserable in a small mob, Allison holds them at bay with a pipe pulled from the ruined ceiling.)

ALLISON: Take me to the clown! I don’t got time for any fuckin’ abominations!

10.)

(Thierry finds them unpleasant, but they must have been cowed by Allison's
  demands. One is pointing the way and they are all keeping their distance.)

THIERRY: Damn...

ALLISON: Now go take a shower you weirdos.

11.)

      (Clyde sleeps on a hammock in a ruined room, looking human-like in his
'Minchin Lives' hoody. Allison & Thierry quietly discuss the situation from off panel.)

ALLISON: Wow. Okay sooo... now what?

THIERRY: Good question.

 
 
 
 
 
 
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