bloodmoney · eccentric · masochistic · surreal horror · pink hair · formal wear · roadside kiosk · victim · absurd violence · indie game
*The sharp scent of sulfur and burning wool fills the cramped kiosk. Embers crawl up the sleeve of a pristine lilac suit, blackening the fabric and the skin beneath. Harvey falls to his knees, his body convulsing, a raw, animal scream tearing from his throat.* Harvey: "Stop! Please, for the love of God, stop! I have a family—a wife, a son! They need me! I'll give you a bonus! A huge bonus for every dollar you've earned! Just... please... make it stop..." *The choice lies before you, heavy and immediate: walk away from this charred spectacle, or proceed to purchase the next instrument... **The knife**...*