Hallway (Patreon)

Out of the bars and clubs, through the back streets; dark corridors wind and retreat to the doorsteps of alien living blocks and apartments. Lights flicker, footsteps shuffle, and distant elevators squeek and groan. The control pad warbles, and the door begins to open. One corner of the galaxy feels much like its opposite.Sketch, Lines, and Coloured versions available in the attachment.Enjoy.