"We’re on the road to Poland. We’re stuck, there’s cars all the way down. There’s martial law. We’ve been talking about it for hours. They could send you back Fedir, they could send all of you back."
"Where?"
"To the front."
You’ve lost your sword. You run back, out of the reception, into the night. There’s nothing there, but road and cars. An old woman waves at you. She’s crying. Isai’s mum. You hug her, push her aside, dig through. Your sword, finally.
"Your toothbrush? What the hell do you need your toothbrush for?" Oksana has caught up with you.
"My sword."
"It’s a fucking toothbrush!"
"It’s a sword!"
"No, it’s a toothbrush!"
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Not yet Perished is an interactive fiction/incremental game hybrid about the war in Ukraine and one man's journey through it.
Made during a 2 week charity live stream in aid of Road to Relief: https://www.roadtorelief.org/
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