Deck Nine's philosophy with game mechanics is, "change the rules as needed for whatever you're trying to do". It's fine, because it's not a game about having consistent emotion-reading mechanics. It's a game about things like understanding your own emotions, knowing when you're pushing someone else too hard about theirs, and forgiving yourself for things you had no control over.

Made for the indie, chic, nostalgia-seekers that also don't understand the complexity of emotions. Be kind to yourself and other people.

Played on Linux via Proton 6.3

Homes are haunted by things left unsaid, and things that were said but shouldn't have been. There's a certain feeling evoked in walking the hollow halls of this house, it reminds me of how my own home feels unfamiliar and alien after I've been away for a while, though in Katie's case it's total unfamiliarity in that she's never been in the house before now.

There's a unique intimacy in reading the diary entries of someone you're close to, in an environment you've never been in with them.

That's just ramblings and word salad. Not really sure I can do proper justice in constructing words about how this game simultaneously feels so warm and so cold. Must be the queer part.