you walk across these floating, white hands that move ever so slightly.. confusedly, you look around the REDSPACE, before something catches you eye, as you look onwards, shuddering as you see a couple massive red hands..

-OMORI sits on his cupped hand-chair, his eyes shut, recollecting himself, ignoring the problems he’s done, abd doesn’t notice you. His knees together, his hands on his lap. He will never succumb.-