Transcript below!

Panel 1: Alice continues running along the street.

ALICE: Come ON, where’s the damn –

Panel 2: … but suddenly, the street starts to lose definition, as she runs along it – losing color and returning to black and white.

ALICE: … where’s…

Panel 3: Now the street has no only lost all color, it has lost inkline definition, looking like a sketch.

ALICE: where…

Panel 4: Alice has run off the “page” itself, and finds herself in a white void, confused.

ALICE: Where am I?

ALICE: It’s all…

ALICE: Like an…

Panel 5: Now we see the interior of Alice’s apartment, Her drawings have been invaded – the monsters are in every painting and she is looking out of a sketchpad, not sure what she’s seeing.

ALICE: … unfinished…

ALICE: … painting.

ALICE: I’m inside the…

ALICE: How…

ALICE: How is this…

ALICE: Happening…

Panel 6: Back in the white space, there’s a single isolated panel of Alice reaching out towards the viewer.

ALICE: Wait…

ALICE: What’s…

ALICE: … out there?

Panel 7: Alice withdraws her hand, as it too, has briefly reverted to being sketchlike.

ALICE: Ahhhhh…!

Panel 8: Alice covers her ears, hearing a cacophany of noise and static, one word repeated over and over, in many styles… with one exception to the repetition.

ALICE: AUUUGGHHHH!!!

VOICES: ETE’WOF  ETE’WOF   ETE’WOF  ETE’WOF  ETE’WOF  ETE’WOF  ETE’WOF  ETE’WOF  ETE’WOF  ETE’WOF  ETE’WOF  ETE’WOF  ETE’WOF  ETE’WOF  ETE’WOF  ETE’WOF

VOICE: Alice?