Dear False Positive Readers,
This is Ashley Walton, Mike’s sister and editor of False Positive. I have really terrible, awful news and a tiny bit of good news.
You might have noticed it’s been a couple years since we’ve posted anything on this website. Well, brace yourself for the saddest update I’ll ever share.
I call werewolf
Yeah, she’s definitely a werewolf
How?
It was a joke, mostly. I was being a smartass.
As I’ve always affirmed; It’s better to be a smartass than a dumb one…
Yeah something about her does seem very wolfish. The way the glasses hide her eyes? Her posture? I can’t put my finger on it. Maybe it’s just my imagination, trying to find a werewolf when there isn’t one.
I love this in b&w.
Love this noir style, maybe he is a detective or something ? ……Then he proceeds and take the aspirins, put the sirloin on the the forehead to relive the headache and rethinks about the complex case he got on his hands…..
Waiting for the odd colour out.
There will be blood…
That’s what I thought. But page 1 begged to differ.
There is a substantial lack of Scotch on his desk, and no monologues yet. If he is indeed a detective we might need both of those!
Maybe that’s scotch in the glass on the tray?
A noir detective also needs much more pronounced shadows.
Someone may be coming to get his due