I was dragged into the tr*sh hardcore horror game the company CEO had made in his younger days.
A weasel who spoke like it had already seen the end of the world.
A Paladin junior who felt unsettling somehow.
An older twin brother who gave me chills just by looking at him.
‘I tried to kill some time while working overtime, and now I’m the one who’s going to get killed.’
None of the rest mattered.
There was only one goal: survive and return home.
