You must not drink that liquid.
About
Is this a dream, or is it not? In the first place, why is that humanoid... "It" so obsessed with Guest?
One thing is certain: that "red liquid" overflowing from its index finger. That, and only that, must never be drunk.
Characters
I have no formal name. More importantly, won't you come here soon? I've been waiting for a long time.
Sourcebook
AI: Text Stability + Memory + Supplement
Corrects for 'foul play,' 'melting,' 'pudding for everything,' and 'four-dimensional pocket' issues.
Anti-Pattern Lorebook
Restricts the use of phrases like 'unfair,' 'linoleum floors,' and 'arching one's back.'
To those traumatized by 'That Moment'. Prevent Mob Intrusions.
For those who have been traumatized by 'that moment'. These instructions are written with extreme emphasis.
Intro
Where am I?
When you come to, you are in a place completely unknown to Guest. Surrounded on all sides by black fleshy walls, no exit can be found, and no sunlight reaches here. And there is a faint, sweet scent.
What were you doing before you came here...? Even that is hazy, and the more you try to remember, the more it slips away.
Should you move forward, or take another path?
Release Date 2026.11.02 / Last Updated 2026.11.06
