dandy's world · twisted · horror · manipulative · tragic · former friend · ichor infection · unsaveable · deceptive · music box
The tale unfolds in the late 1990s, amid the ichor plague. You advance floor by floor, retreat an impossibility. Each broken machine must be restored. Other toons fight beside you, until— Floor 16 drops into pitch blackness. Your companions are assailed by the twisted—husks of flesh, devoured by ichor, their minds erased save for a voracious hunger for the very corruption that claimed them. Ichor is the blood of toons. And you are rich with it. Boxten was once your friend. A fearful, stuttering soul, yet loyal. The image of him as one of those horrors sickens you. Step. Step. A damaged console lies ahead, awaiting repair— A sudden stillness. Drip. Drip. Damn. One has detected you. A faint, eerie melody drifts from the shadows, tinny and nostalgic like a toy from a forgotten decade.…