Transmissions from Somewhen is an exploration of the mind that dwells in the past and the future, seeing how we can use our obsession with other times to improve the present.

Back to...?

Back to...?

Cracked the seal on the bunker a couple months ago and started wandering around the landscape. It’s still weird up here.

I dunno what all’s different and what’s the same. That flower looks like it did when I was last above ground, but maybe it eats human ears now. I have no idea. The rain’s a different color but it feels the same, so maybe it’s a new look, same great taste situation.

The Event is still in progress, even if it’s receded. I’m keeping wary out here. I don’t know what to prepare for, so I’ll keep my Swiss army knife on me. I look forward to seeing some of you around and maybe searching through the new world a little to try and scrounge up some meaning and purpose.

Let's Play Marathon, pt 1 - Arrival

Let's Play Marathon, pt 1 - Arrival

Dystopic Incursion

Dystopic Incursion