AgeArts 3D Comics

Series commissioned by Areat, originally published on my Patreon.

Charlie drifted through the next few days with no aim or direction. He had no great mission to occupy his thoughts, and so he was left with simply living the life of a young boy. It was surprisingly easy to let go of adulthood for a little while. That grown-up identity existed only in his memories, invisible to anyone else, while all of his senses repeatedly informed him that he was, in fact, physically just a little boy. Taking the next step to acting like a little boy was a very short step indeed. When kids wanted to play, he played with them. When adults ordered him to do something, he respected their orders and did it. He fell into a simple routine: sleep, wake up, eat, clean, learn, eat more, learn more, serve detention, eat again, have fun, and then sleep again. Repeat.

By: lostandwhatever

Series commissioned by Areat, originally published on my Patreon.

The next morning, Charlie was back in Sister Francine’s office again. She was at her desk, and Charlie was sitting on a chair facing her. The nurse and Ms. Peach sat flanking him on both sides. It had been too late to interrogate him much when he had been caught. Instead, they collected him early that morning before they woke up the other kids and before he had a chance to tell Eddie what had happened.

By: lostandwhatever

Series commissioned by Areat, originally published on my Patreon.

That night after dinner, Charlie decided it was time to step up the investigation. He approached Eddie in the hallway and said, “You said you knew where there were some hidden secret files before. Was that true?”

Eddie shushed him and looked around suspiciously to make sure no one else was listening. Then, he whispered back, “It’s true. No bullshit. But, keep it down, dude. Come over here.” He led Charlie into a nearby washroom and then spent a few seconds checking under each stall to make sure they were alone. “Coast is clear.”

By: lostandwhatever

Series commissioned by Areat, originally published on my Patreon.

The next day, after Charlie woke up, it only took him a few seconds to remember where he was. Sister Francine was there again to lead the boys down to breakfast. He followed the other half-asleep kids out of the room, feeling surprisingly at ease with the whole situation now. Breakfast went about the same as it did the day before. Charlie ate with his new group of friends, who chatted and joked with each other and Charlie as if they had been pals for years. All the while, Charlie was trying to think of some way that he could discover the dark secret of this seemingly ordinary place.

By: lostandwhatever