this was such a cute, disorienting romp—through a stranger's house in a stranger's brain, through a jesus freak's bedroom and a pitch black pantry panic attack—
and then it became, after multiple endings, something surprising. stumbling through the dark pantry of my own head, and realizing i don't, perhaps, know where everything on those shelves came from. time to check some expiration dates.
but the game: lovely art combined with writing that pulls off the neat trick of appealing to multiple audience members at once by verbally addressing multiple POVs at once.
thank you for writing this.