"Urban Interstitial Story"
Welcome to the folds of the city, those gaps forgotten by the light and bustle. There is no coherent epic here, only doors that quietly open and slam shut, leading to a completely different night beneath the bright surface:
Your android asks why you are crying; the sound of children playing ball can be heard from the upstairs that has been vacant for three years; the reflection in the mirror smiles at your illness; the rainforest plants digest living things with their sweet aroma; second-hand clothes carry the body temperature and memory of the deceased...
Each unit is an independent and complete slice of nightmare, based on the most subtle fears in urban legends. They quietly lurk in the gaps of daily logic, waiting for you to look back inadvertently, or for a late night when you can't sleep peacefully. Be careful not to stare into the gap for too long - there are some echoes that, once heard, are difficult to get rid of.
