One universe. Different stories. Short games and stories about the last dystopian city, what keeps it standing, and what comes down from the sky.
Pandemonium is the last city. It runs for kilometres across the surface and keeps going down, through soil and concrete and metal, long past the point where counting floors stops being possible. No zone stays safe forever. Every piece of architecture exists to keep people alive, or to contain something worse.
One email per release and nothing else. It arrives before everything else and includes what stays out of the public archive.