Hey, I’m from a small Yorkshire town originally!
I recognise that chip shop with the palsied neon sign!
And hey, that looks like the underpass they told us kids to stay away from!
And the textile mill they eventually turned into an old folks home!
And the teleporting sentient potion shop where we used to hang out and play pogs!
Wait, scratch the last one.
You play its latest victim, casually referred to as “maggot” by the voice in the shadows.
You’ll have to find a way to keep all sides happy, perhaps.
And beyond all that, there’s the vital question of escaping the shop’s control yourself.
it’s possible for you to find Chymicalia onItchandSteam.
There’s no release date yet, so let me end by making the RPS-standard whiplash-inducing pivot into autobiography.
Buried under the trees somewhere, there should be a bong called Edwin.
There may be other Edwins buried elsewhere in town.
Perhaps there’s even a magic teleporting shop, as well.
I leave it to posterity to find out.
