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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm

Andrew BiggartAndrew Biggart4 pages · 24 panels6/10/2026
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Andrew — character reference for The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm
Andrew
Andrew, a man in his late 20s, six years after a car accident that cost him his right leg below the knee. He struggles with phantom pain and the emotional weight of his condition, often feeling at war with his own body.
Watson — character reference for The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm
Watson
Watson, Andrew's loyal service dog, a golden retriever whose coat has dulled with age, but whose eyes remain sharp and alert. He is attuned to Andrew's phantom pain.
Heather — character reference for The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm
Heather
Heather, Andrew's physical therapist. She possesses professional warmth and competence, often pushing Andrew to make progress.
Emma — character reference for The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm
Emma
Emma, an eight-year-old girl with an above-knee amputation and a braced leg, who navigates the world with unapologetic joy and blunt curiosity, free of the shame Andrew carries.
Hank — character reference for The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm
Hank
Hank, an older amputee who frequents the dog park. He is a quiet, observant man who offers Andrew seasoned wisdom and honest, unvarnished advice, having lived with a prosthetic for decades.
Ruthie — character reference for The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm
Ruthie
Ruthie, Hank's basset hound, a dog with a put-upon dignity and a knack for expressing disapproval with a sigh.
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 1 panel 1: The Hernando County Rehabilitation Center is awash in teal, a color Andrew has come to despise. Banners, curtains, and even floor tiles are trimmed in the 'calming' hue, which fails to mask the hospital stench and the sounds of struggle.
At Hernando County Rehab, teal is the national flag. I've learned to hate it.
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 1 panel 2: Andrew’s prosthetic leg rests against the parallel bars, a stark black and curved object. He sees it as an alien tool, slick carbon fiber and titanium, a constant reminder of what's missing.
Andrew
My right leg... an alien tool. Vader himself designed it.
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 1 panel 3: Andrew takes measured steps along the parallel bars, gritting his teeth as the prosthetic liner chafes his stump. Watson, ever vigilant, watches from the end of the rails, his tail beating a slow, insistent rhythm.
Heather:Good, Andrew. Push through the heel strike.
Andrew
Just three more steps. Don't grimace.
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 1 panel 4: Andrew looks over his shoulder, observing other patients. A man with a missing arm jokes easily with his therapist, while a woman with a spinal cord injury transfers efficiently from her wheelchair. They seem at peace, a stark contrast to Andrew's internal war.
Andrew
They’ve made peace. I’m still at war with mine.
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 1 panel 5: A close-up of Andrew's face, his jaw clenched. Phantom pain, 'Hector,' flares up, a cold fire climbing from his absent leg. He tries to mask the agony.
Andrew
Hector's throwing another rager. Manageable, I lie.
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 1 panel 6: Andrew, exhausted and wanting to end the session, asks to try the ramp. Heather gives a noncommittal shrug, knowing his insurance constraints and his stubborn drive.
Andrew:Can I try the ramp?
Heather:You know what insurance says. But if you're up for it...
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 2 panel 1: A small voice cuts through the room. Andrew looks down to see Emma, a towheaded girl of eight in a sticker-covered wheelchair, her gray-green eyes devoid of pity, asking a blunt question about his prosthetic.
Emma:Does it hurt?
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 2 panel 2: A tight close-up on Andrew's face. The question hits him hard, stripping away his prepared defenses. He struggles to form a response, the usual platitudes feeling like sawdust.
Andrew
The words feel like sawdust. What do I say?
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 2 panel 3: Andrew meets Emma's gaze, deciding to tell the truth. He explains his 'ghost leg' and phantom pain, and Emma's eyes widen in solemn understanding, revealing her own similar experience.
Andrew:Yeah. Every day. Like a ghost leg no one else can see.
Emma:Me too! Mine itches. Mom says it's not real, but it is!
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 2 panel 4: Emma, with intense concentration, peels an Elsa sticker from a sheet. Her small fingers struggle with the backing, tongue poking out, as she prepares to offer it to Andrew.
Emma:This is Elsa. Maybe she can help your ghost leg.
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 2 panel 5: Andrew accepts the Elsa sticker and presses it onto the sleek carbon fiber of his prosthetic. A small, genuine smile touches his lips, a rare expression. Watson watches from nearby, thumping his tail once.
Andrew
An ice queen to tame my frozen phantom. The irony.
Andrew:He knows when it's bad. Sometimes before I do.
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 2 panel 6: Andrew looks at Emma’s mother, who hovers with concern, and affirms Emma’s experience: the phantom pain is real. He then shares the name of his own phantom pain, 'Hector,' with Emma.
Andrew:It’s real. Real as anything else.
Andrew:His name is Hector. Someone to blame when it hurts.
Emma:That's smart. Having a name for it.
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 3 panel 1: Emma, with sudden seriousness, asks if the pain ever goes away. Andrew, feeling the weight of adult expectations, chooses a difficult truth over easy hope.
Emma:Does it ever go away?
Andrew:No. But you learn to carry it better.
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 3 panel 2: Emma nods decisively, her small face radiating strength. She's ready to carry her pain, fueled by the dream of a running blade, like an Olympic athlete.
Emma:I can do that. I’m strong already. When I’m bigger... a running blade!
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 3 panel 3: Later, Andrew leaves the center, passing Emma who is now joyfully spinning donuts in her wheelchair, her mother yelling to slow down. Andrew feels a pang of envy for her unapologetic movement.
Andrew
I envy her. Not for the raw deal, but for the way she moves.
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 3 panel 4: Outside, the Florida air is thick and heavy. Ominous grey-green clouds gather over the Gulf, signaling Hurricane Milton's approach. Andrew's phantom limb begins to pulse with a low, insistent thrum.
Hurricane Milton was massing. My ghost limb pulsed.
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 3 panel 5: Inside his car, Andrew listens to a radio broadcast announcing a mandatory evacuation for Hurricane Milton. Watson is rigid, his head moving in a pattern: sky, then Andrew's right leg, then sky again, as if comparing two signals.
Milton now Cat 4. Mandatory evacuation for zones A and B.
Andrew
Crap. Four hours of daylight left.
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 3 panel 6: Andrew pulls into a Sunoco parking lot to adjust his prosthetic. The carbon fiber foot catches the door sill, causing a dull, mechanical ache. Watson noses Andrew's leg, not for comfort, but with an alert, careful intensity, as if checking something.
Andrew
Mundane frustration. Not checking on me, checking something.
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 4 panel 1: Andrew pulls into the county dog park, engine running hot. He finds Hank on their usual bench under a live oak, Ruthie resting beneath. Hank immediately notes Andrew's lack of storm preparation.
Hank:You're not boarded.
Andrew:Working on it.
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 4 panel 2: Watson stops sniffing Ruthie, facing the sky. He performs his ritual: head to the ominous cloud patch, then to Andrew's right leg, then back to the sky. Hank watches, a frown deepening on his weathered face.
Andrew
He's comparing them. Sky and my leg.
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 4 panel 3: Hector spikes, a searing ice-fire in Andrew's absent leg. He digs his fingers into the warm, rough wood of the bench, trying to ground himself. Hank, without looking, registers Andrew's pain.
Andrew
Gripping solid wood. Only counterpressure that works.
Hank:He feeling the storm?
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 4 panel 4: Hank, in his quiet way, confronts Andrew about his consistent avoidance of storm preparation, calling him out by name. Ruthie sighs again, a heavy sound of disapproval.
Hank:Andy. You always do this.
Andrew:I'm getting it done.
Ruthie:*SIGH*
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 4 panel 5: Hank stands slowly, his old prosthesis creaking, and retrieves his cane. As he walks away, he calls out one last, practical instruction over his shoulder: 'East wall first.'
Hank:East wall first.
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The Ghost Leg and the Coming Storm — page 4 panel 6: Andrew sits alone on the bench, watching the ominous, angular cloud formation over the Gulf. His phantom foot hums, a sustained, directional tone, like a compass needle finding north, pointing at the impossible geometry in the sky. It's time to act.
Andrew
A compass needle just found north. Time to go.
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