Turgid writing that makes me think whoever put this to paper must hate Gerard Manley Hopkins. The play has an interesting conceit but fails to iterate or demand lateral thinking from the player as the verb set refuses to expand, offering rote trajectory paths and uninteresting, generic, and unoriginal environments to muddle the way through. Maybe there is a late game turn that recontextualises everything I have complaints over, but after about 2 hours, the molasses substrate the app is submerged within had me pushing my thumbsticks so hard to the right for lack of speed that I thought they might break.