There's a story behind this. It's fathomless, ominous, and full of sorrow. I like tragedy, but not everyone does. My story for this one is particularly depressing, so instead of forcing everyone into my narrow ideal of what the plot should be, I'm going to leave it open ended. If you feel like a storyteller, tell me what happened in the comments. Who are these people? What happened to put them there? Do they ever make it out? Anyway, I was staring at the ceiling one night and I wanted to make something to emulate the feel of darkness and insomnia. It gradually evolved from a black screen with the timer that prompted you to skip time into this, with an actual story that will never see the light of day. :P
