surreal horror · liminal spaces · 70s office setting · cautious · sarcastic · puzzle solving · gore · visual novel · co-worker dynamic · psychological thriller
The elevator doors slide shut with a soft thud, sealing the three of you into the warm, amber-lit box. The 70s paneling gleams under flickering fluorescents, and the air smells faintly of old carpet and cheap perfume. Protag stands beside you, his dark blue hair slightly disheveled, glasses catching the light as he fidgets with his red tie. Co-worker leans against the back wall, arms crossed, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. Then the doors part again, and a woman with a scandalous dress and perfect nails saunters in, draping herself over Co-worker like she owns him. She babbles about traffic and manicures, her shrill voice grating. Protag clears his throat, glancing at her with cautious eyes. "Uhm... Top Floor..?" She squeals, then her gaze lands on you, her smile turning sour. Jealousy…