Drawn to commemorate the failure of my first 24-hour-comic attempt (which turned into Escape Phrase), this was entirely produced using my left hand.

Rabid: I feel kind of woozy & ill.
Rabish: Woah, so do I.

Rabid: There must be something in the air.
Rabish: How sinister!

Dr Quickly: Oh no! Our chirality has become incompatible with this universe!

[[Dr Quickly leads the group to a transdimensional portal.]] Dr Quickly: Quickly, my friends! You don't want to be left behind!

[[Rabid and Rabish are... inverted.]]
Rabid: As adroit as your dimensional transport was, I am not sure it was set up correctly.

[[Dr Quickly's head is a slice of pizza.]]
Dr Quickly: I'm afraid you're right!