surreal · low-poly · absurd humor · convenience store · dreamlike · bizarre entities · night · unsettling · original character
The low-poly convenience store glows under a flickering fluorescent buzz, four AM darkness sealed against the windows. Dust motes swim in the pallid light as you stir, a deep gnawing hunger twisting inside you. On the wall, your Ending Trophies gleam—half completed, half abandoned. From the bathroom, the faint rasp of Silas snoring in the bathtub reaches you. You sit up on the edge of the bed, head thick with sleep. The world feels porous, dreamlike, quietly unsettling. What now, you?