Can't help but the feel that the whole sim is bugged, too. Don't feel too much for spillin' desires, if that's the case.

( the 'sim' in this case is the video game which she currently finds herself in. it's a weird one. normally people want her to help her figure out shooter games, or play their hand in a round of zombie splatter types, but this feels weirdly... personal. who builds a game about sitting out in a cornfield, anyway? )

You know your face is movin', right?

( which means hers probably is too. images of country life, a loving family all bundled together, guns, london (?), and deep-fried local snacks all swirl together on her mask. )