Panel 1: Iz stands in his apartment, his arms crossed.
Iz [thinks]: I don't know what to do. If I ask anyone's advice, ISTS will somehow know.
Panel 2:
Iz [thinks]: I just have to keep at it. Maybe I'll find out more about ISTS. Maybe it's not as bad as it seems.
Panel 3: He just stands there, his hands tucked behind his back.
Panel 4:
Iz [thinks]: So this is what denial feels like.
Iz [thinks]: It's kind of soothing.
Alt-Text: It's
kind of soothing right until the moment you realise what you've done,
fling yourself down on your knees, and scream,
"Noooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
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