Is this the beginning of something? Nope, it’s just the end. A little comeback to the “love and death” atmosphere I tried several times to draw when I was a struggled teenager. To make this cocktail of feelings you need to be a teenager, no friends, no girlfriend (of course), few drops (or more) of Tim Burton and shake it along with Guybrush Threepwood’s ginger beer surrounded by a dark room where the only light come from an old Amiga 500 screen aaaand.. you’re served! Anyway, afterlife seems like hell to our little zombie here, waiting for his beloved wife. ‘Until death do us part” remember? Burocracy.