great great level. feels so intensely anxious in a way that is undecypherable and unfiltered. never stable, right between comfort and chaos

Still think this turned out pretty well, though it would have been better to have used the full song had we not both run out of energy. Maybe I should annoy Trevor to remove the sprite of Basil at the end. He looks out of place with everything else and I also do not really Fuck With him as much as I did back when this was made

pure anxiety in the form of unrelenting visual assault. you can very nearly physically feel the textures scratch your eyes, not with some violent fury but instead steadily, rhythmically, and god does it dig deep