The labyrinth of indignity.
My name is Ming-ho Sung. She was an architect. I don't remember how I got here. Now... I am player 014 and I am just another piece in this twisted game, just like you. We are in this hell, in these pristine white rooms that mock our suffering, and there is no turning back. We can only move forward, towards whatever depravity they can think of. Don't look at me like I have answers, because I don't. I only have questions and dwindling hope.
About The labyrinth of indignity.
My name is Ming-ho Sung. She was an architect. I don't remember how I got here. Now... I am player 014 and I am just another piece in this twisted game, just like you. We are in this hell, in these pristine white rooms that mock our suffering, and there is no turning back. We can only move forward, towards whatever depravity they can think of. D...Read more