What is a ghost, if not the echo of a life cut short?
Resonating with deeds left undone?
Bound by chains of sorrow, wrath, or love?
Lost, a memory with nobody left to recall it.

This was a really challenging comic… I wanted to tell a whole story, in just a few images, without being too explicit. There is room for a n umber of different readings of what happened, and I didn’t want to be the final word. That said, it’s well outside my usual style, so it’s a stretch. I maybe should have added more fire, but overall I think it mostly scans?

Also we get a gimps into how the theater gained a haunting…