Jack scuttled up the side of the neighboring building, what was he even going to do when he got there? He recognized that voice, but he hoped against hope that it was a mistake. That it was just Minchin being uncharacteristically chickenshit. What kind of world was it when he would be glad to see a murderous clown?

Vitus, you cad. One more page in this chapter! :O Sorry I was sooooo slow u guyz, birthday celebrations were perhaps too celebratory, and C starts a new job this week which affected me.... somehow...! Congrats to C and thank you all for birthday well wishes. I had a good time, which involved paying someone to puncture my left arm thousands of times with little needles for two hours. Now that's entertainment!

REAL TALK: About C getting his new job-- While I am ecstatic for C to get back to work, it's strange for me in regards to the comic because besides social media etc, I've relied on him to check over the comic before I post it. I'm usually completely worn out and slightly brain-damaged by the time I'm finishing these, and I start to panic that all the words are backwards and misspelled or something else is completely and embarrassingly screwed over. So it is a bit scary for me to upload w/out his check! D:

BTW Also-- At the end of this chapter I'm going to try out some different art styles to see if I can find a way that works faster since I've been shamefully slow for the past two chapters. I thought I'd present some options and you guys can tell me what you like the best. Look out for it next time! <3