I really, really like the gap between the wonderfully cutesy artstyle and the horrific nature of the content itself.
It’s just exhilarating; there’s so much depth to the world of art, you know?
So what was up with that page where he's saying "that house is, to me..." And she leans over with "mhmm mhmm"? Then he changes the subject. Was she falling asleep during his story? Was she waiting for him to finish but he got embarrassed and stopped?
Dude... that one's transformation was really disturbing, no kidding. Nice contranst between diabetic sweetness romance and horror behind these creatures, thought. It feels good when story doesn't sit only on one note.