From volume 327 of “True hell under the vast sea” called [ To wake up with your right sock missing!]:
My earliest memory of “True hell under the sea” was probably when I was in first grade. I remember that my grandmother gave me something that I had to bring to my mother at her workplace. While the whole travel distance takes between 5 to 10 minutes, I had to pass through a place with various ruined and desolated buildings, followed by a big park. However, this time it was different! A family of Gypsies had moved to one of the buildings. Their kids, three young boys – one around my age and the other two a bit older than me, where sitting on a bench, discussing god knows whatever crap. They didn’t saw me at first and I was honestly hoping that I could slip by unnoticed. Where I live, Gypsies are commonly associated with crimes, from simple thievery to rape and even murder. Age for them is but a nonexistent restriction for committing any of those! Things haven’t really changed on their end since back then… Anyways, a few seconds after I passed by them, the oldest one stood up and started walking towards me. A sudden surge of fear raced through my body. Looking at the boy’s visage, I could feel and tell that he was up to no good. My walking pace gradually became running. I was running towards my mother’s workplace through the park, with tears pouring down my cheeks. The Gypsy chased me down all the way to my destination! Even though I managed to outrun my pursuer and find a safe shelter, he still waited for me outside for more than half an hour! If there is one thing that I am really glad for is the fact that I wasn’t caught that day, otherwise who knows how that traumatic experience could have been further enhanced…
“Covetous” can barely be called an actual game! It tells a story of an undeveloped twin- fetus who resides in his…brother, ultimately making you help him eat its way out to freedom… or not! It’s a one- time hit really and even then, I was a bit disappointed from the finale. The game pretty much plays itself, wherein your contribution resides in playing flushed down version of a fetus- Pac – Man.
From volume 295 of “True hell under the vast sea” called [ Duh, who put the lights out?]:
“Fear is the first of many foes” – A wise champion character from a certain MOBA once said. Actually, he says it all the time, but this next thing happened before I even got into the whole lane wars trend. It was a month before my graduation from High School, before the [BIG] exams… I was walking down a street on my way to go and visit my poor, lonely grandma, who if anything, disliked late night visits, especially ones that occur after 9.00 PM. The weather that night was breezy, but overall, enjoyable. Armed with my phone, loaded with over 30 tracks, from anime and classic music, to random garbage that would cause a normal person’s ears to bleed, I noticed something in the distance in front of me. Three guys, casually walking and loudly blabbing. Since it was nighttime, I had quite some trouble recognizing them and besides, I had the tendency to not wear my glasses outside. One of them was a person with whom I had history back in grade school, wherein for no reason he crouched and fist-smacked me in my balls, no holding back whatsoever. He was also known among others for being violent, beating the crap out of people for his own amusement, young girls where gossiping about his tendency to intimidate young females and force them to perform oral sexual services in return for their own safety. Yes! This same person was about to cross paths with me yet again, with me being in quite the unfavorable position of one to three. The moment we came to cross paths, he jumped and screamed at me like an animal, followed by laughter from his own mouth and the ones of his comrades. He didn’t cared about my reaction, he only cared about the satisfaction of having no restrains and doing whatever the hell he wanted. On my end, I stood still and I said something of the sort of “What the hell is your problem?”, followed by me retaining my position and just starring in disapproval at them. A moment later, they have already taken their places to surround me and until the sudden surge of panic managed to wash over my mind, I already found myself lying on the ground, being kicked from all sides. My mouth was a gushing waterfall of blood, my jaw – a nightmare from beyond space and time. After a while, they got bored of kicking me and left. I stood up and proceed towards my grandma’s place. Upon arrival I was greeted with: “What happen? What did that horrible dentist did to you this time?!?” from her side. I had a horrible dentist back then…
There was a severe judgement coming from the local police station for my attackers afterwards, though unsatisfying from my own point of view. I retained a scar and acquired the knowledge to try and avoid being in an unfavorable position of a lonely, late- night traveler.
If there is something in particular that I can say about “Free Ice Cream”, it would be that there isn’t any Ice Cream at all! In fact, you get to face various horrible things, from a butcher who can barely speak to having to kill a cat and watch it defecate all over the floor afterwards, along with the most horrible thing of all – Having to fix the electricity for your only escape – A stair elevator! Overall, this game is far away from the likes of “Samorost” in terms of pretty much everything, but it’s still fine to the extend of a single playthrough.
Avoid humans! Ignore humans! Hide from humans! Report to the local mini- market for any human sightings! HU –/ ll , – NS???