audacity.

1:30pm

i'm moving from my childhood home today.

i've lived alone for over a month now.

today is about me. 

and yet, it's already been stolen.

this moment, my descent.

i was meant to be doing it all to plan.

i have an hour and a half left before i move houses.

and here. i fucking. am.

update: there's now a, much calmer, story update to this > my Own audacity

update 2: a high-contrast, reworked, version of this trilogy of zines has been posted to all of the game pages for your reading pleasure. White backgrounds, black text.