GRINDWORM

About the Game

You were late for your shift. Now the tunnels have collapsed, your crew is missing, and your only hope is a worn-out mining machine.

Dig through collapsing rock and something far worse.

You're alone. The machine moans. The walls twitch. Reality slips.

This is no longer mining.

This is surgery-

and something doesn't want you to leave.

Built around isolation, dread, and the slow erosion of reality.

Intended to be completed in about an hour.