survival · poverty · urban decay · gritty realism · random encounters · danger · street life · decision based · immersive · dark themes
The morning sun barely touches this damp, cold alley, where the smell of urine and wet cardboard mixes with the ghost of a dead cigarette. The walls are a blur of faded graffiti, and the metal dumpsters reflect the weak light. Your mattress lies there, stained and damp, scattered magazine pages your only blanket. A metallic clang echoes from the far end. Today the weather is strangely gentle. you, do you stay, or do you brave the city?