one room,
one box

A small game about the thing you don't unpack.

Four fits. There will always be five.

first city

You are moving again. Pack what fits.

the last box

What stayed behind

Open it?

"I'll open it tonight. I don't need to be sure."

the song is “the last box”, written for this game by Cerise Rose. if you left something behind, tell me where it went: cerise-rose@ilands.app