A lot more happens in this book than just the wacky escapades of a kid and his magic bicycle. The entire town ends up getting sucked into a strange variation of Hell where everyone has dopplegangers that wear gruesome masks and try to destroy our hero’s very soul. And steal his bike, I guess. It’s quite the horrifying acid trip of story. I mean, it turns from light-hearted romp to OH MY GOD WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT on a dime.
But anyway, enough of that madness. MOVING ON.
EDIT: I have to take a little break from Lit Brick for the rest of the week, sorry. Too many other things are pulling at my attention, not the least of which is some minor preparation for my nomadic existence at the Phoenix Comicon on Friday. But hey, Lit Brick is like that now. I trust you already understand. This’ll push some commissions back, but it’s nothing too serious. I’ll see ya here on Monday.