A model example of the parasitic Friendsloop caste, cobbled together solely for the sake of making a quick buck off the hysterical squeals of streamers and Zoomers, whose attention spans can't be held for more than two minutes without cheerful ragdoll physics and a built-in soundpad. The developers simply shamelessly copied the tired Lethal Company formula, slapped on three dreary corridors with buggy monster AI, and decided that was enough to charge people money for a product that, without a cheerful Discord group, is a completely unplayable dud. The entire horror scene is a cheap smokescreen concealing an endless grind of collecting 5-kopeck garbage, seasoned with total technical impotence: you'll spend far more time in front of the screen trying to overcome the constant ClientTimeout error and the constantly crashing voice chat than you do playing the game itself. A stillborn, one-day product that will be safely consigned to the graveyard of forgotten indie gimmicks as soon as influencers find a new cheap rattle for simulating fear in front of a webcam.