Some more info on the story (something like this will probably be the blurb, should things ever get as far as publication land):
And here is page number 1 (colour still to be added):
It is 1939. Sigmund Freud, the brilliant and controversial founder of psychoanalysis, spends his last days in Hampstead, London. Having fled Nazi persecution in his native Austria, as the very unconscious forces he sought to tame threaten to tear the world apart, Freud is now dying, the cancer of the jaw that he has fought for the last 16 years having finally taken hold. But his quiet exile is interrupted by the visit of a young academic, Oxford philosopher H. H. Price, keen to discuss his theories, and - for the purposes of illustration - to persuade the professor to undertake one last analysis. Flattered, Freud grudgingly accepts this distraction from his days of boredom and pain, but it quickly becomes apparent that all is not what it seems. Price is no fawning acolyte and is unwilling to play the docile patient, instead resisting Freud’s interpretations, questioning his theories, even challenging his attitudes and past actions. Having spent his life seeking to bring light into the darkened room of the unconscious mind, the great man now finds himself on the couch, forced to perform one final analysis - of himself.
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