THIS IS WHY YOU DON'T DRUNK TALK TO GHOST LADIES
It takes a truly drunk man to address someone with "There's no such thing as you."
Good lord, did a dresser just fall on Zane's head? That can't be healthy.
I read the comic a couple times before reading the comments, and I have to say I'm worried that it did. It certainly is leaning rather precariously in panel 8, though it could just be broken. The last frame with the glinting eye in the mirror made me a bit sick after the realization that a heavy dresser could just have squashed Wadsworth. D:
looked to me like someone threw a lamp at him.
What's cool is you could also interpret this as him suddenly and violently falling over sideways, because drunk.
Why do I read this before going to bed
Such a poet.
Looks to me like the broken mirror from panel one has exploded out into the room, and the last panel is the ghost reflected in the pieces on the floor…creepy as hell! This comic has me so conflicted, as the more bad stuff happens to Zane the more amazing the art gets. I hope the little guy is going to be OK!
Sorry, I should say panel 5.
Save him, Mercy!!! Tiny bat to the rescue! Please?
Now is the time for Mercy to transform into a monster-bat and defend Zane in gratitude. He did save her from dying from exposure and dehydration due to her exhaustion. But then, I'm a happily-ever-after kind of girl.
"How DARE you tell me I don't exist??? That's no way to talk to a woman!"
Hell hath no fury like a she-demon sc… wait. That can't be right…
Welp, experiment concluded. Turns out trying to break the pattern is hazardous because the pattern will also try to break you, and it is far more literal-minded than first suspected. Next hypothesis, doctor Angstrom?
Clearly she's just here to check on Wadsworth. Poor guy just had a lamp fall on his head.
I just HATE it when theres just one LED left shining in my room at night
And now I'm wondering, yet again, whether Wadsworth is a reliable narrator. Not only is there the question of his reliability when sober, now he's drunk and walls leap out to punch drunk people all the time.
I'm still of the party that says this is all real and not in Wadsworth's head, but I'm worried.
Maybe this is unintentional, but I love that you *could* almost read this all in Zane's head. The lamp panel has no distinguishing background, so we don't know if that's a lamp hurled at his head, or if he has drunkenly fallen sideways right into it. He could have pulled down the dresser as he fell. The ghost could be something his mind has drummed up, as mentioned by Angstrom.
…except the shattered mirror. That was like that before he got in the room.
I think you're very right. The lamp panel definitely looks Zane could be tilting into the lamp rather than the lamp being hurled at his head.
Even better, the mirror *wasn't* shattered the last time we saw it. That doesn't mean something explainable didn't happen in the interim, of course, but still it suggests that there is an external factor here.
The remainder of the comic shall now chronicle the wacky adventures of Mercy.
I'm assuming this has more to do with his proclamation of selling the place and leaving the next day than him saying the ghost doesn't exist.
There's no salt in the pantry, your elder sign has been stolen, and the stars have abandoned you. Oh, and the bills are past due.
I want to leave this comic until it is completed, but I can't look away long enough to let the updates build up.
I love comics, but they normally don't have the same visceral effect on me as other mediums like film.
That being said, those last 6 panels actually gave me the chills.
Little girl! Get help!… or just feed upon my deepest fears and anxieties. You could do that. I guess.
My favorite part of this is that the panels get thinner as he loses consciousness
I was coming here to make that comment.
Either they're getting thinner as Wadsworth is losing consciousness, or they're getting thinner as normality is getting undermined, creating more space between (… seeing as certain things exist between panels)
IT'S A FRIDAY YOU'RE KIDDING ME YOU CAN'T HAVE A COMIC LIKE THIS ON A FRIDAY
Urgh! And I was starting to feel so confortable, just like Zane. Then this happens.
Kris, you did a perfect job of putting us in Zane's mentality. Just as we felt totally comfortable and let the pattern sort of leave our mind, this happens and it's horrifying and just a terrible comedown from what had been a relaxed, happy series of events.
Makes you wonder about the bloodstains all over his great uncles bedroom. Probably got rolled just the same way. The old lamp to the head while carrying a caged demon after a night on the turps with the bottlefly boys trick.
I'm not sure what that C-shaped line is on Wadsworth's head in the second-last panel. Is it his ear?
I noticed an ad for "Fluke Thermal Imagers" shows up on this web page. Bet they get tons of click through on that one!
Seriously, if this would be published twice a day i still couldn't get enough of it. Awesome man.
Well jeez…that was a whole lot of jolly turned grimdark. I think I won't be able to get a good night's sleep now. D:
This is unbefuckinglievable. How have I never heard of this comic before now? Masterful stuff, I’m totally hooked.
You know what the biggest fucking problem with this fucking comic?
The next button sudden stops working when you really get into it.
FIX IT PLEASE!
I find the ghost reassuring. She's the only thing that combats my notion that everyone in Broodhollow is dead and Zane is stumbling around a ghost-town, hallucinating.
Zane's going to wake up in the morning with a nasty headache for several reasons.
Hmmmm. Just looked the comic over for a sixth or seventh time, and I JUST noticed the surface of the table that the lamp was on, sideways, in Panel 5. So (as far as Dr. Angstrom and I are concerned,) Wadsworth stumbled, knocked the lamp and table over, hit his head, pulled the vanity down, and the fall freed the shards of the already damaged mirror which reflected light into the other room, briging the temporary appearance of a specter.
Meant Panel 6. Sigh.
I am going to buy the bejesus out of this book
ok mr. straub, you're now forgiven for killing starslip. the art, the story, the mystery — it's freaking amazing. i hope this portends to this story continuing. it must certainly take a bit more effort than chainsawsuit.
This is amazing!
Next, he barely wakes up, woozy with a hangover, and Mercy is perched on his ear…whispering to him. "I exist."
I now realize that this isn't actually what happened, but at first I thought the mirror in the background broke, and the shards flew outward to reveal sort of a transient space behind. Like, just a empty black abyss. With the ghost just peeking around the corner, in the Space Behind the Mirror.
which is a genuinely terrifying though and actually also a great idea excuse me i have to go write something and then get rid of all the mirrors in my house.
I guess blunt force trauma dosen’t exist either.