Termush

Stays tonally the same throughout with only a brief punch right at the end. It's like the writer is deliberately trying to swerve being engaging. Maybe this lies in the choice of the protagonist who remains emotionally distant throughout. A sense of emptiness prevails beyond anything else as a result, emphasized by tiny smears of context. I would have been more curious about the perspective of the doctor, security guards, chairman or any of the management as a protagonist over this guy. Maybe then that's the point, the protective yet overthinking bubble he resides in presents the information of what not to do.

There is some relevancy in the themes however which kept me reading on; prophetic dreamscapes, some nice self aware nuggets on choices are some notables. Most pertinently for our world - with the rise of billionaire apocalypse bunkers - I am curious about the social structures/roles that are expected to remain (and for how long?) if society for whatever reason does collapse.