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ow to Sleep When the Night Won’t Cool Down

"ow to Sleep When the Night Won’t Cool Down" has reached a turning point, and Leo must choose. What would you do next? Read it, then continue the next page.

About this comic

Wide shot of a bustling, sun-baked street corner. Distorted heat haze shimmers violently off the asphalt, making distant buildings ripple. Pedestrians look wilted, some fanning themselves with whatever they have, others huddled in tiny slivers of shade cast by a building or lampp Tall vertical panel. A quieter, slightly shadowed aisle between tall bookshelves in the community library. Leo is hunched slightly, leaning against a shelf, one hand holding the crumpled flyer, the other running through

Author
Leo Carter
Main character
Leo
ow to Sleep When the Night Won’t Cool Down comic cover

Comic pages

  1. ow to Sleep When the Night Won’t Cool Down page 1: Wide shot of a bustling, sun-baked street corner. Distorted heat haze shimmers violently off the asphalt, making distant buildings ripple. Pedestrians look wilted, some fanning themselves with whatever they have, others huddled in tiny slivers of shade cast by a building or lampp
    Wide shot of a bustling, sun-baked street corner. Distorted heat haze shimmers violently off the asphalt, making distant buildings ripple. Pedestrians look wilted, some fanning themselves with whatever they have, others huddled in tiny slivers of shade cast by a building or lampp
  2. ow to Sleep When the Night Won’t Cool Down page 2: Tall vertical panel. A quieter, slightly shadowed aisle between tall bookshelves in the community library. Leo is hunched slightly, leaning against a shelf, one hand holding the crumpled flyer, the other running through his disheveled hair. His eyes are fixed on the flyer, a mix
    Tall vertical panel. A quieter, slightly shadowed aisle between tall bookshelves in the community library. Leo is hunched slightly, leaning against a shelf, one hand holding the crumpled flyer, the other running through his disheveled hair. His eyes are fixed on the flyer, a mix