|Book 2: Angleworm||Page 30: The Big Idea||
The background is white.
- Panel 1
Zane stands up quickly, gritting his teeth and looking angry as he bangs his fist on his diary. Mercy hovers behind him as he says "This is ridiculous! I ought give that guy a piece of my *mind* --"
- Panel 2.
Zane suddenly places his hands on his lower back, crying out in large text, "*Yow!*" Cartoonish white stars and jagged lines coming from his back show the extent of his pain. His diary goes flying, and the light greyish-purple background of the previous strip and panel turns to a bright orange.
- Panel 3.
The man who had been staring at Zane comes over to the booth, his expression worried and both hands out in front of him in a gesture of hesitant helpfulness. He says "Whoa, mister, are you all right?" Zane is doubled over, his head and arms on the table, as more stars and jagged lines come from his back. Gritting his teeth, he says "Er -- yeah, it's just my back... I pulled it moving some boxes around..." The background returns to its usual greyish-purple.
- Panel 4.
The man, smiling in a friendly way, says "Ha! Believe it or not, I know the feeling. Try an old box of *books* sometime!" Zane answers "I *have!*"
- Panel 5.
Zane, sitting back up, looks searchingly at the man and says "Are you an encyclopedia salesman too? Your eyes look so *rested*." The man answers "No, no. I'm a *writer*, of sorts." Behind Zane, Mercy has her wings outstretched and is perched on the top of the booth.
- Panel 6.
The man smiles regretfully as he says "My publisher went *belly up* six months back. Said they could either *pulp* my unsold stock, or let me haul's away for cents on the dollar. That'd do a number on *anyone's back.*"
- Panel 7.
Zane glares at the man as he asks "What's the big idea *staring* at me for??" The man replies, seriously, "Friend, you had a small *bat* on your head." Mercy clings to Zane's shoulder, looking at the man.
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