Yu're loading the cat. No, you're compressing it. You do realize that space can be rolled up, claws bent inward, whiskers packed in a ZIP, aye?? But what's left beyond the pixels? Error or transcendence? Чё?

Hold on to the cursor, it's your only anchor. An array of fur, quantocatocode, and odd algorithm threads. Wzuh, and the cat becomes smaller. What's with the world around you?

How hard can you compress before the ? How close can you get to the abyss?

Don't think. Compress. Keep compressing.

• Non-linear narrative

• Addictive replayability

• Secret hardcore mode (easter egg)

Do not buy this game