Lots of pain this week. My flesh prison is revolting, in every sense of the word. This pleased me, though – I finished the second page of the cultist thing. I’m gonna get sick of calling it “the cultist thing” way before we get to the title page and I can start using its name.
None of the working stages were worth saving, although some of them were very interesting. I did take some reference shots for this one, which involved dangling a flashlight from a fold of a jacket in the hallway, but hey, if dramatically lit hands are your jam, we got those.
Yep, it’s an ethernet cable our cultist is holding. One more page to clean up still.