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My time withThresholdhas been fraught with pain.

Five times I had to restart this psychologicalhorror gamebecause of some game-breaking bug.

Mo stands next to a speaker device, the train light over his left shoulder.

Anyway, it’s time for me to clock off!

I urge you to take over until I’m back.

It’s worth it.

Mo hands you a sheet of paper, telling you that he’s exhausted and needs a shower.

A speaker in one corner of the room crackles to life and catches you off guard.

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Threshold’s story is told through a first-person perspective and begins in a small locker room.

Mo stands facing you, behind him are a couple of buildings.

You’re instructed by a mysterious buzz from a speaker to collect your papers and to get to work.

Mo’s shift has finished and you’re to take over from him.

So you step into an elevator and it rises upwards with a rather haunting clang clang clang.

Blood pools out of a machine in Threshold.

Ominously, an oxygen metre poking out from the floor dips lower and lower as the elevator whirls upwards.

Eventually you’re deposited at the top of a mountain and Mo says hello.

Oxygen levels are low, he says, hence preservation of every breath is crucial to working efficiently.

He hands you a whistle made of ivory, which is, weirdly, cold to the touch.

Mo remains calm and hands you an air capsule shaped like a tube.

You’re to bite down on it to inhale some sweet, sweet O2.

“We get used to it,” he says.

Next, he shows you where to grab tickets and how to redeem them at a little outbuilding.

He then leaves you to keep the train running, confident in your abilities.

He doesn’t mention building two, which you walked past earlier and is conspicuously locked.

He doesn’t mention the suspicious mound of dirt next to the ticket machine.

Or the blood stains behind the big box.

He doesn’t mention what’sinthe train.

Still, the oxygen grind isn’t like your typical survival game nonsense, so it’s rarely frustrating.

And these changes were more than interesting enough to help me march through at least five restarted playthroughs.

As the horrors unfold and you learn more about the post, Threshold’s commentary becomes clearer.

It’s about wilful ignorance and excess and preservation at all costs.

So yeah, if you’re happy to take over my shift, I’d urge you to.

I’ll actually be off now.

Call me if you need anything, and keep the pace!