Here’s page three. So yeah I got ahead of myself. I’m working on page one and four concurrently. The story thus far – our space traveler has crashed his craft on a dead planet. How, why, eh… Anyway, he’s popped open the hatch, lumbered out, and laid his sites on a decaying city nearby. Movement detected, and oh, hey zombies. Some more monsters come in on page six or so. Unlike page two, I only redid this one once. And I still hate it. Stupid brain.