For a one hour experience it's amazing how invested and tense I was.

Basic premise is you're a prisoner. They sent you here on a random moon to explore what's hidden on the floor of the ocean of blood. Your only equipment is a fucking submarine built from shit and snot. Your only way of orientation is a shoddy satellite scan map. They told you if you get all those photos which they marked, you'll be absolved. Your only window was blocked because of blood pressure.

Was that your iron casket screeching or is it something alive out there? Pipes are bursting one by one, oxygen supply is coming to an end, you're most likely not going to make it. But if you hold on just a little bit further until the last photo is taken... maybe you'll survive.