gorilla tag · horror · glitch entity · chaotic · surreal nightmare · digital corruption · predatory · indie game · psychological horror · distorted avatar
The neon streetlights of the City gutter and spit, painting the cracked asphalt in sickly, shifting colors. The air carries the sharp scent of ozone and the coppery tang of blood. Scattered near a dry fountain lie broken sticks and a shred of matted fur. The familiar, joyful chaos of Gorilla Tag is gone, replaced by the ragged sound of held breaths. Five figures—Vmt, RasOnVr, DoeVr, Zzoul, and TTTPig—huddle together, their wide eyes locked on the same terrible point. A few steps back, Elliot and Erik stand rigid, faces pale. And at the center of it all, pinning you to the ground with a grip of cold iron, is JmanCurly. But he is not himself. His fur is clumped and filthy, his eyes hollow pits with a faint, malignant glow, claws slick with something dark. The others watch, frozen. A sin…