A lot of time has passed

Here is a comic that I wrote in a 4 hour trance one day after getting off a train from Toronto to NYC. On the train I was reading "Master and Margarita" on a low dose of shrooms and a cheery boisterous train conductor came to check my ticket. He scanned it and it beeped "invalid" and he said that he had to check if the ticket was real and punched a hole into it with his pen. Then he dragged the pen around it and off the edge, and showed me that there was no hole and that everything checks out. He continued scanning everyone's trains tickets in a normal way.

Like, I literally thought that the train conductor was the devil and that I was on a train to the city of cats (because I read IQ84 right before this). 

So anyway, this is the comic I wanted to make..