En el lugar de trabajo de Aras, una mujer arma lío cada noche, despertando su inquietud a partir de detalles escasos. Las pistas apuntan a una verdad: los monstruos existen y viven entre humanos, como en esas historias escalofriantes de su infancia que aún aterrorizan a la gente. Ambientada en una enorme capital de Anatolia central, hogar de cinco millones de almas anodinas, la historia retrata una existencia cotidiana con un toque sutilmente sombrío, donde los habitantes vagan sin chispa por la vida.
Esta aventura indie casual ofrece una experiencia basada en texto rebosante de profundidad narrativa. Los jugadores interactúan mediante diálogos ramificados con múltiples opciones y con assets de cómic dibujados a mano que presentan personajes al estilo anime, todo ello acompañado de una banda sonora ambiental original. Ideal para fans de narrativas guiadas por decisiones que disfrutan de revelaciones sutiles en escenarios cotidianos.
At the place where Aras works, a woman makes a scene every night. Aras feels an oddness in what little information he has managed to find out and realizes that every clue points to a single fact. Monsters are real, and they live among us. Aras learns that in all those spooky stories that he has been listening to since his childhood, these creatures who have troubled people continue in their way.
Text-based story rich gaming experience
Dialogues with multiple choices
Interaction with hand drawn comic book assets
Anime style characters
Original ambient soundtrack
Aras held most characteristic of the capital in which he lived with 5 millions other inhabitants in the center of Anatolia. Neither of them had any particular features one could think of right away. Everyone knew their names but nobody really cared about them. They both had a vision of sorts at one time, but they seemed to abandon it. Even the unfavorable aspects of cities, and of humans, can express a great deal, however this was not one of those cases. Being exposed to their bleak aura wasn't like choking in a depressive spiritual trench, but evoked the feeling of drowning in a muddy puddle along the sidewalk. They were not tedious, but also not lively. If you'd ask them how they'd have been, they would answer with "living somehow".
