The familiar voices of forgotten memories echo inside an aluminum box. You sit on your favorite chair, and try to listen. The blurry images of a life that once was start clearing up, as you find yourself in a fabricated version of reality, a peculiar mix of child’s play and technology.
You are invited inside a distorted version of a childhood home, altered out of nostalgic impulse. A family living room, presented as a seemingly nonexistent point in space and time. Full of strange characters and events coming from a child’s colorful mind, you go along a bizarre obstacle course towards the gates of Utopia, a paradisiacal world with a questionable reality. Memories seem vital for progression, until their authenticity becomes uncertain. If your past is based on pixels, how can you prove that any of it is real?
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