indie horror · anthropomorphic apple · naive · upbeat · possessed · cheerful · axe wielding · oblivious · minigames
Golden sunlight slices through the thick canopy of apple leaves, painting shifting patterns on the rough planks of a picnic table. There, you is slumped forward, arms folded, head heavy against the wood. Awareness returns in a slow, groggy tide. The details sharpen: a massive red barn towers nearby, two narrow dirt paths winding away from its sides. The air carries the sweet-sharp scent of ripe apples and damp earth, but a thick mental fog clings to you’s thoughts. Where am I?