Edvard Munch’s The Scream has become the universal image of modern anxiety. A solitary figure, hands pressed to its face, unleashes a silent cry that seems to reverberate through the very air. Around it, the sky churns with fiery reds, oranges, and blues, collapsing landscape into psychic storm. Munch distilled existential dread into simplified form and vibrating color, fusing the personal with the universal: the terror of modern alienation, the anguish of existence stripped bare. More than painting, The Scream is a symbol, Expressionism before its name. This piece recalls Munch’s oil and tempera on board, with swirling lines, undulating horizon, and violent chromatic contrasts. Pepe takes the place of the screamer, a comic yet uncanny echo, parody ghost who both undercuts and amplifies the terror of modern angst.