My friend Alexandra has nightly recurring nightmares, and they're usually filled to the brim with vivid imagery she can describe. Once in a while I take on the challenge of trying to draw one of her bad dreams, but with a twist where she can win in the dream. Originally, the cat was to be a robot tiger, but her cat had passed away a couple of weeks ago, and I thought her late pet's inclusion in the piece would be good for her. The white haired gentleman on the left controls the shape of the ever-changing geometic chaos of the city below, able to reset the day when he's killed everyone. Not this time, though.