Chapter 5 – Page 054
It’s hard to engender “doom fortress” vibes when your lair is swathed in pastel colours.
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Panel 1 (full page tall):
Before the London Assembly building stands a hooded figure, marching with grim confidence.
Panel 2:
A wider view of Carol’s office as she plays, wreathed in string chords.
Panel 3:
Closer in. Carol is lost in thought.
Panel 4:
Closer in still. Carol’s eyes snap open. She detects something.
Before the London Assembly building stands a hooded figure, marching with grim confidence.
Panel 2:
A wider view of Carol’s office as she plays, wreathed in string chords.
Panel 3:
Closer in. Carol is lost in thought.
Panel 4:
Closer in still. Carol’s eyes snap open. She detects something.