Your decisions shape how Anthony experiences reality—slipping through time, place, and identity as dementia rewires his world. In this intimate, disorienting journey, you navigate fragmented memories, shifting relationships, and the slow erosion of self. Who can he trust when even his mind betrays him?

I didn’t believe in hell until it started whispering my name. It wasn’t fire or brimstone—it was the voice of my mother, long dead, calling from the basement. I opened the door. I shouldn’t have. Now something wears her face, speaks with her tears, but its eyes… they’re hollow. And it’s not trying to kill me. It’s trying to *replace* me. The priest said I’m already marked. The mirror doesn’t reflect me anymore. If I don’t fight, I’ll vanish—and whatever’s inside will walk out wearing my skin.