Terrifying. Absolutely chilling. I genuinely felt so much during my short time with MyHouse, a map so liminal and passing that it perfectly mimics the feeling of growing up and the loss of innocence. There are those who complain that the 'story' behind the map is fake, or too manufactured, or even just too weird or played out. But at the end of the day, it doesn't really matter. If we're looking at real loss, MyHouse becomes a touching tribute complete with meditations on grief, moving on, and revisiting the past on a very human level. If it's just how it was written, then I don't think much is lost anyways if the audience is able to connect with the material's ideas and emotional core.

This is the type of map that should get someone hired in games immediately. I feel changed and unsettled from such a deep, immersive, and emotional-yet-short Doom II map/hack.