If Forgotten made you question memory itself, The Witness strips it down even further:
not what you remember — but what you pretend you didn’t see.
Both are brutal dissections of guilt and survival.
For those drawn to stories where silence speaks louder than screams, I keep their trail mapped on my profile.
not what you remember — but what you pretend you didn’t see.
Both are brutal dissections of guilt and survival.
For those drawn to stories where silence speaks louder than screams, I keep their trail mapped on my profile.
