A piece for a specific indie game or ARG (Alternate Reality Game) that I might have missed?
I walked past the reflection in the store window. There was no one in the sweatshirt. Untitled Hood.txt
It’s not a garment anymore. It’s a skin. I can’t find the zipper. I can't find my hands. A piece for a specific indie game or
I looked back at the screen. A new line had appeared at the bottom of the text file, the cursor blinking right after it: He’s reading it now. It’s not a garment anymore
I found the laptop in a cardboard box at a garage sale in the suburbs. It was an old, beige brick with a cracked hinge. The seller, an old man who didn't look me in the eye, said it belonged to his nephew who "moved away" years ago. When I got it home and managed to bypass the Windows 98 login, the desktop was empty except for one icon in the corner: Untitled Hood.txt . The Content