Slated For Demolition

All you wanted was a Slurpee™, and somehow you have found yourself haunted by a relentless marinara pasta demon. With a mysterious checklist discovered in your back pocket, what else is there to do but wander museums of memories and perform some arcane ritual to rid yourself of the haunting specter?

Play as yourself, play as me, play as spaghetti, play as sauce. Find closure in the end. Or don't.

Content warning: This work contains references to suicidal ideation, binge drinking, disordered eating, and sexual assault. It also contains light depictions of gore.