12 x 12 | Digital Drawing / Manipulation, You've finally had it at your soulless corporate job, the boosters, the people, your bosses, the culture the constant desire to get destroyed at the end of the day to "decompress". It ends now, you have no idea what will happen when you pull the plugs connected to your skull but you rip with all your might, blood and some strange liquid splatters out, covering you and the floor, the walls, everywhere. Unfortunately for you however you begin to convulse frothing at the mouth, your eyes and ears bleed as you collapse in agony to the ground, but for one moment, just a small fleeting moment, you made your own decision, you were free.