Cape May, New Jersey is one of my favorite places in the world, a beach town that is itself an historical landmark, replete with Victorian-era houses. It also has some World War II history. Just outside of town, a strange, rectangular concrete structure occupies the beach. For many years, it was partially submerged in the sea and inaccessible. But beach reclamation has now left it standing openly on the sand like a mysterious Egyptian ruin. In my young mind, it was the entrance to a secret underground lair populated by lizard people or transforming robots. In reality, it was once a gun emplacement bunker from which the U.S. military maintained a wary eye on the sea for any errant German U-Boats. All you’ll actually find inside the concrete walls these days is sand and seagull poop. But I think it still inspired me to write this story, which I didn’t even realize until completing the comic.
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