In Aras' Arbeitsumgebung sät jede Nacht eine Frau Unruhe, die aus knappen Hinweisen seine Beklemmung weckt. Die Spuren deuten auf eine Wahrheit hin: Monster existieren und leben unter den Menschen - genau wie die unheimlichen Geschichten aus seiner Jugend, die die Leute bis heute heimsuchen. In einer riesigen Metropole Zentralanatoliens, Heimat von fünf Millionen unauffälliger Seelen, zeichnet die Geschichte ein alltägliches, doch unterschwellig düsteres Leben nach, in dem die Bewohner ziellos dahinvegetieren.
Dieses Indie Casual Adventure bietet ein textbasiertes Erlebnis voller narrative Tiefe. Spieler tauchen ein durch verzweigte Dialoge mit vielfältigen Entscheidungen und interagieren mit handgezeichneten Comic-Assets im Anime-Stil, untermalt von einem originalen Ambient-Soundtrack. Perfekt für Fans choicegetriebener Geschichten, die leisen Enthüllungen im Alltagstrubel nachspüren.
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".
