My reading of the Marfán cartoon, as a would-be ignorant schoolmaster:

Every activity is a box into which I put people -- of course, as in any game (except the Hunger Games or Battle Royale), people choose to participate at some level, but as Huizinga said about sorcery, that one chooses to be duped, it is a constraint nonetheless. Whether people will "get out" of the activity and, if so, how, is to be seen. My job is to uphold the integrity of the box and support the individuals as they seek their way(s) out.

The series does not end with people out of the box, just with people engaged in dismanteling it. We may expect they will get out -- though, really, how often do we experience that in life? -- but there is no reason to assume that outcome.

The whole cartoon can be read as a story of false consciousness: the proletarian who is too ignorant to realize that he is blindfolded, that his hands are free, that he can take off the blindfold, meets another benighted proletarian, creating the basis for collective action, but nothing changes until the organic intellectual -- who doesn't see everything, but at least sees the reality of the situation -- shows them that they are all blindfolded, leading them to cast off their blindfolds, and then initiates a collaborative revolutionary process. But this is not a necessary reading.

The initial figure may well be the organizer/teacher, incapable of even understanding his situation in the absence of contact with a worker. Blinded by his ideology of leadership and explication. The first, human, non-ideological, impractical contact with the other lays the basis for learning. The third figure -- another worker -- brings the possibility of democracy and, by accident, an opening, a partial awareness that enables him to break through to the organizer and a co-worker. They look at their surroundings, share ideas, make a plan and take action (in a proper popular education spiral).