The Break of Dawn Webcomic

Two people in a garden. On the left is a dark skinned adult, Sandy Witchmann, attempting a calming hand gesture. On the right is a light skinned, red-headed child, screaming at him, her knees on the ground.

– They're dead and it's your fault !

Claire screamed as she turned to the man, raising her fist in a clumsy attempt to threaten him as she was seconds away from falling back down on the ground.

– I just got here, actually.

Slowly, she sank down. This wasn't one of her neighbors. It was... some guy she didn't know. He didn't seem too threatening, what with his surprised expression and all of that, but it was still some guy.

As if it was a perfect time for this, tears were coming back to her eyes, and she started sniffling as she hid her face from this stranger.

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