Munch painted existential dread. BasicGlitch gave it a vinyl player in its chest and a cooling fan where its mouth should be. Broboticus stands on the bridge while the sky swirls orange and blue and the two figures behind him mind their business, utterly unaware of the frequency he's receiving. He is not having a breakdown. He is receiving too many frequencies simultaneously and has not yet found the right filter. The bridge has seen this before.
