The snow outside the window isn't real. I stared at it for maybe five minutes before realizing the texture just loops, a flat jpg stretched across a polygon. Matt's supposed to be home after some big military tragedy, but the New Year's party is already happening and his sister's ass is literally the first thing the camera focuses on. Not subtle. The 3DCG models have that plastic sheen, skin like melted candles, but somehow the jiggle physics on the monster girl later got me. Don't ask me why.

You click through dialogue. You make choices that supposedly matter. I picked something dumb about fireworks and ended up in a scene with an aunt character who had no business wearing that dress. The netorare tag is there, lurking, but it's not in your face yet. It's more like a smell. Something wrong in the next room. The paranormal stuff creeps in slow, a shadow that doesn't match any character model, and then suddenly you're fucking a ghost with proportions that defy the already questionable anatomy of the living cast. The incest thread is tangled through everything, unspoken but obvious, the way Matt's mom looks at him during the countdown scene. I kept clicking. The adventure elements are basically just walking between rooms, but one room had a monster with big tits and I laughed out loud. Not because it was funny. Because I was hard.

The special episode framing is thin. New Year's hats on characters who were just talking about societal collapse. The contrast is jarring in a way that loops back around to working. There's a moment where you can choose to go outside alone and the snow jpg is still there, still fake, but the silence before a tentacle thing appears actually landed. I forgot to mention the romance. It's there, I guess, if you squint. More like transactional affection with extra steps. The big ass tag delivers. Repeatedly. I'm still thinking about the aunt.