Now I know I usually do game-related stuff and thus, this is rather irregular. I also know that this is pretty much wandering into foreign and terrifying territory for me, so I’m not sure how helpful my feedback might be. If it’s any consolation, I really do feel as if I’ve just walked inside a strange and alien house, filled –for some reason- with countless, small, pink paper elephants. Some of them are stained actually; a few with blood, others with radioactive jam, but none with vegemite. Why aren’t there any stained with vegemite? Don’t they like it? Why are all the mirrors in here covered with wet towels, dripping an unknown iridescent liquid to the crumbling floor? Why is said liquid simply falling through it as if the tiles don’t really exist, cascading into a deep, dark void below? Why is there an axe stuck in a head? Why is there a head stuck in a door? Why is a door stuck –quite haphazardly- on a screaming velociraptor? Mmmmm… the elephants sure taste good though. But enough about my fond childhood memories, onto the list.