It seems you're not alone in your dusty room. Not alone at all....

You get very tired at work, and the burden of adulthood has turned out to be much heavier than you thought. You're broken. But this time, your tears attracted the attention of someone who was always in the room with you.

A dark, shapeless shadow stands over you and strokes your head, smiling with its white eyes. A black disembodied hand, purring, ruffles your hair.

Don't be afraid of him. He's a kind shadow. And he wants only the best for you.

(There will be updates soon.)