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Psychological horror, inspired by many story video games i played, the walking dead game, the last of us, life is strange , and more. Also took the prison theme from the book '' Détenue M'' which i recommend. If you liked the game Martha is dead, i think you will like this. Welcome your self in the delusion of Daly.. of Daly with an S . As she wake up for one to many time between fear and anger, Daly observe her usual prison cell. Nothing seems to have change, thought she feels guilty for something she don't even remember . The guilt gets harder and harder to live . Trought her nightmare she learns about stuff she never saw, she never heard, she never felt, but for some reason everything feels so real , so right. The thin line between dreams and reality seems to be gone. Who's dream are those? Who's bed is this? Was it me, or was it her, or was it us?
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