Next up: a sci-fi grotesque by Mark Jones. Spoilers follow the break.
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So you’ve got a new job at a prestigious aerospace company, but once you’re on site, things seem… not quite right. Little things. The way certain people walk. The lack of supervision and instruction for new employees. The way that the old-timers hint that there are things best not discussed openly. The grammar. The vocabulary. An object referred to as a “portrait” turns out to be a landscape when examined; “overalls” turn out to be a “silver lined suit with a hood, like that of an astronauts”. Seriously, I thought at first that the weird prose in this game was a deliberate stylistic technique, a way of heightening the David Lynch-like sense of glimpsed wrongness. But then I said to myself, “The name Mark Jones sounds familiar. What else has he done?”, and it turns out that his last game 1<\/sup><\/a>Also his first game, this being his second<\/span><\/span>