Jan 11
Cuddly weirdo
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Cuddly weirdo
They've been naughty recently
In my head it's the only way they could survive during summer
Remedy's Alan Wake series inspired me greatly on this little comic sketch. Hope you like it ;) I tried myself as well following on Alan Wake's style of writing, so here is the text on the manuscript that Rokie founds:
Rokie and his friends were talking—casual, ordinary things. The kind of talk that fills space but leaves no echoes. As they spoke, his eyes landed on a note resting on his desk.
He hadn’t seen it there before.
Without a word, he picked it up. The world around him - his friends’ voices, the dim light of the room - began to recede. As if reality itself were pulling away, leaving him in a narrowing tunnel of focus.
His vision blurred. The text on the page twisted, became unreadable.
He blinked, thinking it was just his eyes - fatigue, perhaps.
And just like that, the room was gone.
He was standing in a forest. The kind of forest he’d wandered through countless times before, during long summer hikes and quiet autumn escapes. But this one... this one was wrong.
The air felt heavier, like it carried a memory too old to be remembered. Every tree seemed to lean inward, listening.
He wasn’t welcome here.
And then, he saw a faint, warm light. A gas lamp, resting on a fallen wooden log. Too perfectly placed. Like it had been waiting for him. A narrow road stretched forward - winding into the woods, disappearing into the dark. It was the only path in sight.
Still practicing
He was after a Friday hangover..
Winter time.. he's hibernating..
They went celebrating