"No one will care about my death if I can't prove to them that I lived."

A bite-sized piece of surreal horror that sees you wielding a sledgehammer in an office high-rise with reckless abandon until, eventually, you find a chair that bleeds. Visual direction and sound design are playful and crunchy, the act of destroying the sets you are placed in is itself a joyous catharsis that will quickly become a panicked rush to save a dying man from a game of Prop Hunt in ever-increasing rooms of uncertainty. A melancholy fantasy about turning a life of inaction into one of constant action. The cancer wasn't just within.

Reviewed on Aug 12, 2022


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