Since I’ve ended up incoherently semi-shouting this at a number of folks lately (sorry, Nat), I’ll save myself the time and write it down: Connor Sherlock’s The Migration feels to me like witnessing an apocalyptic occasion, and it’s nice. There you’re, wandering across the floor of some desolate world, solely bleached bones and warbling synth for firm, when the tip comes. Or a starting. Or… a change, undoubtedly. After which the music actually kicks in and oh god, that is horrible, that is stunning, I’m so glad I’m right here for it.
I feel The Migration at all times ends after seven minutes and it’s pay-what-you-want on Itch.io, with no minimal worth, so it’s possible you’ll as nicely hop to proper now. Come on then.
A number of of Sherlock’s strolling simulators have the sensation of being powerless within the presence of one thing terrible. There you’re, alone on the floor of a comet, discovering alien ruins. There are you, surrounded by large concrete spikes, realising the panorama you’re strolling by means of is meant to be a warning. There you’re, alone within the woods, stumbling throughout inconceivable obelisks. There you’re, within the countryside, beneath an enormous UFO.
His video games of this sort ship us into massive areas the place even the size might be alarming, normally accompanied solely by unbelievable retro-sounding sci-fi horror synth soundtracks, to really feel thrilled by exploration and wholly helpless within the face of what we discover. The universe is huge and I’m insignificant. I like it. There’s an Ozymandian sense of loss, besides generally it’s all so alien I don’t fairly know if I’m taking a look at some fella’s legs or, like, a pleasant rock.
The Migration is 2 years outdated however springs thoughts these days as a result of it’s quick and easy but the primary picture is hanging. It’s been caught deep sufficient in my head these days that in my sleep I see these pillars raining from the sky beneath a blue solar. And when the drums kick in, my coronary heart begins pounding HELL YES IT’S THE END OF THE WORLD LET’S GO.
Additionally, I feel it’s attainable to overlook the primary occasion? Good.
When you dig it, I strongly suggest his three Strolling Simulator A Month Membership collections. A few of these are extra mundane, or extra city, or extra hopeful, or extra joyful, or smaller, or they ship you jetpacking, or they allow you to transfer with horrible pace, or… numerous various things. They’re on Itch.io now and headed to Steam later this 12 months. Another good stuff from folks within the Ambient Mixtape which spawned The Migration too.