You lost your twin. Now you’re trying to speed run grief. 

Make coffee. Take a shower. Drive to work. 

All while dodging spiraling thoughts in a mental maze of memory and emotion.

Each scene is hand-drawn in charcoal or digitally. 

Some choices help. Some hurt.

Its a punch in the gut. In a nice way?

“Standing still feels like quicksand. What’s the smallest single step I can imagine?”

Search and find some acceptance, if you can.

Credits:

• art by kamis and echo_boi
• story by alison, echo_boi and kamis
• sfx by jaisheej