Aramae is a shadowed forest that hungers for eyes, and if Maeve wants to get home in one piece, she'll need to keep hers safe from its depths. With the company of an odd, blindfolded man, and a purple spectre visible only to her, they head towards the train in the distance. Nothing is as it seems. Everything is out to get you. Here, people trade their faces for technicolor patterns, and memory fragments cling to your every step. Here, you are being watched. Tread lightly.

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