I have no explanation behind this. And hell, I’m the one who drew it.
This room has been electrified in the past 24 hours. Last night something pricked and gnawed at my skull and I in a haze I called it a “ghost” that had come up to bite me. Eric held me through this. He takes this sort of thing more calmly than most anyone I’ve come across. Tonight it’s a dispersed calm haze throughout the room, and I am contented with it this way.